Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1192 - 1190: Sir, Please Don’t Kneel Again, or I’ll Have to Kneel to You in Return…

Lin Fan truly wasn't accustomed to such grand spectacles, always feeling awkward, indescribably uncomfortable.

Surrounded by a million guards, each armored and armed, brimming with authority.

However.

Lin Fan couldn't help feeling awkward.

He just wanted to leave quickly, get out of the Shennong Clan as soon as possible.

Yet, things did not go as he wished.

Not to mention that the march of a million-strong army is inherently slow, Yi Gangmu deliberately ordered the pace to be slowed down.

Wherever they went, it was utter chaos, bustling with noise, as if eagerly beating drums and gongs to let all the Shennong Clan's people know about this.

"General Yi, can't we be a bit quieter?"

"No, this is the clan leader's order, to make sure all the Shennong Clan's people know of your existence."

"Oh gosh..." Lin Fan slapped his forehead, utterly helpless.

The procession was grand and mighty, shaking the heavens and the earth.

The name Lin Fan also spread throughout the Shennong Clan, gaining great fame, known by all.

But everyone was quite curious.

Just where did this Lin Fan come from, suddenly emerging, becoming the esteemed guest of the clan leader Yi Shengtang, truly bizarre.

"Seems like it was because he toppled Yi Shengmang and resolved the crisis."

"I heard it was because he killed Yi Tianqiu, ridding the people of harm."

"He killed Yi Tianqiu?! Now that's a hero. Yi Tianqiu relied on his father's name to commit evil deeds for many years, finally getting his comeuppance."

"But I heard he was just a Ninth Rank Saint Emperor..."

"The rumor is it has something to do with the clan leader's sister, Yi Qingyu."

"No way, wasn't he with Yi Shengmang's daughter, Yi Siyu?!"

"Wow... the two great beauties of the Shennong Clan are both connected to him, how enviable..."

"Can you kill Yi Tianqiu and rid the people of harm like him?"

Various rumors circulated among the townsfolk, even becoming increasingly exaggerated, almost turning Lin Fan into an omnipotent deity.

Though the people were puzzled, the matter of killing Yi Tianqiu and ridding the people of harm still made Lin Fan a hero in their hearts.

Along the way.

Many people who had been oppressed by Yi Tianqiu for a long time knelt on both sides of the road, continuously kowtowing to Lin Fan.

The number of people and the extent of coverage far exceeded Lin Fan's expectations, even exceeding Yi Gangmu's expectations.

They only then realized how much despicable acts Yi Tianqiu had committed that people detested.

If Lin Fan hadn't stepped up to kill Yi Tianqiu.

The oppression they suffered might have continued for centuries or millennia.

As the trees fall, the monkeys scatter.

Yi Tianqiu's influence was inadvertently dismantled by Lin Fan, a stroke of luck.

"I never thought... never thought... that the common people resented Yi Tianqiu so much, and I didn't know at all..."

Yi Gangmu looked at the long line of kneeling people, filled with emotion.

"It seems Yi Shengmang and Yi Tianqiu father and son probably had hidden ambitions, but now it's impossible to know." Lin Fan said lightly.

"I'll report this matter truthfully to the clan leader, please rest assured, Young Master Lin."

"This is an internal affair of the Shennong Clan."

Implying it had nothing to do with him.

The procession continued to march towards the Shennong Clan's border, with people coming to express gratitude one after another, as if the entire Shennong Clan had mobilized.

Suddenly.

Lin Fan saw some familiar figures in the dense crowd.

"Stop for a moment!"

He shouted, jumping down from the vehicle, striding towards the crowd.

Yi Gangmu was taken aback and quickly followed.

"Village Chief, how come you're here too?" Lin Fan said with a smile.

It turned out.

Previously, when he was injured, the village chief who took him in and even risked his life to conceal him had come to bid him farewell.

Beside him were Er Niu and Li Hua.

Lin Fan was just about to reach out to help the three of them up from the ground.

However, the village chief's body trembled, his head remained towards the ground, not daring to look up.

"Lord Lin! We didn't recognize Taishan before our eyes, and Er Niu even offended you before... please... be magnanimous... don't hold it against Er Niu..."

The village chief stammered. He never expected that the young lad they saved earlier would become an esteemed guest of the Shennong Clan.

Remembering Er Niu's disrespectful behavior, he was even more terrified, worried sick.

Er Niu, kneeling beside him, dared not look at Lin Fan and was trembling.

Lin Fan smiled helplessly, just about to speak.

Yi Gangmu suddenly rushed out from the side, drawing his sword halfway out, shouting sternly.

"Old man! What are you doing?!"

He was a bit overly nervous, fearing any harm would befall Lin Fan, making it a major crime for him.

The village chief was so frightened that he almost couldn't breathe, trembling violently, not daring to make any sound.

Lin Fan frowned slightly, placing a gentle hand on Yi Gangmu's shoulder.

Suddenly!

Yi Gangmu felt his side go numb, his strength drained as if in an instant, unable to even grip the hilt, with a clatter, the sword fell back into its sheath.

An overwhelming force surged into his body.

Thud, thud, thud!

He staggered back three steps, almost falling over.

Yi Gangmu stared at Lin Fan, utterly shocked.

A Ninth Rank Saint Emperor's capabilities had reached such a terrifying level, just a light tap on his shoulder felt like it would shatter him, Divine Sense obliterated.

He swallowed hard, looking at Lin Fan's angry expression, realizing his mistake.

The village chief, Er Niu, and Li Hua didn't lift their heads, unaware of what was happening, still trembling silently on the ground.

"Village Chief, Er Niu, get up." Lin Fan smiled gently, helping the village chief rise.

The village chief looked shocked and startled, then, looking up, saw Lin Fan's smile.

"Lord... Lord, Lord Lin... you're... you're not angry?"

"Why should I be angry?"

"Er Niu, earlier he... he..."

"He was just trying to protect the village, which I understand. Besides, didn't you risk your life to protect me back then, this kindness I dare not forget."

"No, no, no... Lord Lin, I..."

"In the future, just call me Young Master Lin, don't address me as lord."

Er Niu and Li Hua, hearing Lin Fan's words, looked up in surprise, realizing he wasn't angry and had even helped the village chief up, and quickly got to their feet, with smiles once again appearing.

"I knew Young Master Lin has a big heart, wouldn't hold grudges against a hillbilly like me. But my dad insisted on apologizing to you." Er Niu said, patting his muscular chest with a rough smile.

Lin Fan chuckled, suddenly turning around, coldly looking at Yi Gangmu behind him.

Though he said nothing, his overpowering aura engulfed Yi Gangmu.

Yi Gangmu swallowed, took a deep breath, and quickly stepped forward.

"Elder, I'm sorry for my rudeness earlier."

He bowed with clasped hands.

The village chief, Er Niu, and Li Hua were overwhelmed, unable to bear a general of the Shennong Clan apologizing to common folk.

The three felt weak at the knees, about to kneel again.

But Yi Gangmu couldn't let them kneel again, quickly supporting the village chief.

"Elder, please don't kneel, otherwise I'll have to kneel back."

Yi Gangmu glanced at Lin Fan awkwardly, with a forced smile.