Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1249 - 1247: Even the Impostor Is So Arrogant!

Mo Kun's body trembled, and he was just about to run for his life.

However.

Lin Fan behind him shouted sternly, "Don't move!"

At the same time.

The Cold Blade in his hand pressed even closer to Mo Kun's skin, and Mo Kun could even feel the murderous intent emanating from the blade.

Although the other party did not say anything, he knew clearly in his heart.

Just a slight movement.

And he would be decapitated.

He swallowed heavily, took a cold breath, and dared not move a bit.

"Let's… let's talk this out… I'm… I'm the general of the Xuan Clan's army now… Even if you kill me, you won't be able to leave this encampment. The hundreds of thousands of Xuan Clan soldiers here won't… won't let you go…"

Lin Fan nodded and smiled slightly.

"Indeed, they won't let me leave. But this swarm of ants can't stop me from leaving either. If I want to leave, it's just a matter of an instant. Not just them, even you are useless."

Mo Kun's face turned extremely ugly, alternating between blue and red.

This was a brutal humiliation in front of his subordinates.

An utter disgrace!

How had he ever suffered such humiliation?

Though he was just a Deputy General, unknown and without any achievements.

But at this moment.

He was the general of the Xuan Clan army.

If he was humiliated like this today by this guy, how could he expect to be a general? It was simply a dream!

Who wouldn't want to stomp on him when they saw him in the future, who would still be respectful to him?

Mo Kun thought angrily in his heart.

He saw the expressions and eyes of the three small soldiers in front of him, they seemed to have already lost trust in him.

Damn it!

He absolutely couldn't let this kid ruin his lifetime reputation!

If this entanglement continued.

It was likely he wouldn't be able to keep his position as general!

He couldn't bear the thought of falling from a general to an unknown soldier.

He had managed to climb up with great difficulty.

Had waited so long for this opportunity!

He couldn't let this kid ruin it.

"What did you say?!" Mo Kun's voice suddenly turned sinister, like a low growl from a beast. "Don't think you can walk out of this encampment alive today, as soon as I give the signal, hundreds of thousands of troops will chop you into meat paste. You better let me go quickly, or I really won't be polite to you!"

However.

Lin Fan remained unruffled, as calm as ever.

"In General Mo Kun's heart, is your own face more important, or is the life and death of the Xuan Clan?"

He suddenly threw out such a headless and brainless question.

Makes Mo Kun stunned for a moment.

"You... what do you mean?"

In an instant.

Mo Kun's face turned completely red, he seemed to understand the implication of Lin Fan's words, yet he didn't want to admit it.

At this moment.

He placed his own face at a higher priority.

But he didn't want to admit it.

"General Mo Kun, you very well understand the meaning, if there is further delay, the Heavenly Clan army will definitely kill you with no armor left. I know you don't want to admit it, but you have to face reality, you've been deceived."

Mo Kun's face suddenly became very unsightly, his cheeks twitching uncontrollably, as if cramping.

"Impossible... absolutely impossible..."

He was somewhat shaken.

Because Lin Fan repeated this matter over and over again.

And more importantly, Lin Fan's tone wasn't fake concern, but genuinely earnest.

If not truly caring for the Xuan Clan people, he wouldn't use such a tone.

"How is it possible... how is it possible..."

Just when he was hesitating.

"Who's speaking ill of me behind my back!"

Suddenly.

A figure walked into the tent, the voice bright and full.

Lin Fan frowned slightly, looking towards the direction of the voice.

I saw a handsome young man, hands behind his back, appearing quite young, with bright eyes and good looks.

"Young Master Lin!"

Mo Kun shouted loudly.

Lin Fan suddenly realized this person was indeed the genuine article Mo Kun had been talking about—Lin Fan!

Goodness!

Actually dared to come out and confront him himself, gutsy indeed.

Probably counting on Mo Kun being a fool, wants to bluff it all the way.

Or perhaps.

Has another scheme.

Lin Fan's gaze sharpened, looking coldly at the young man, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned.

"So you are the so-called Lin Fan?"

"So-called? Quite the nerve! Are you questioning my identity, Young Master? I, Lin Fan, walked across the Sumeru Continent, killed countless masters, even sparred with Dongmen Buju. What are you?! How dare you question my identity?!" the young man pointed at Lin Fan, roaring like thunder, aggressive and overbearing.

Lin Fan was taken aback, didn't know if this guy was truly ignorant or pretending.

Did he not know who he himself was?

Then brazenly comes to impersonate him.

Really has the heart of a wolf and the guts of a leopard.

What's most amusing is.

He fooled this bunch completely, utterly laughable.

He smiled slightly and asked, "You don't know who I am?"

"A mere ant fly, who knows you? You sure look down on yourself, do I, Lin Fan, need to know scum like you?" the young man sneered dismissively and said with disdain.

Lin Fan's expression turned extremely ugly.

He doesn't usually talk this way; how did he come up with this kind of arrogant and domineering persona?

If he spoke so annoyingly, he'd slap himself in the face first.

Really damn annoying.

At this moment.

Mo Kun, however, hurriedly said, "Young Master Lin, act quickly. This guy wants to impersonate you, but fortunately, I saw through him and was about to notify you, who knew he took the initiative to capture me first. Act quickly, kill this brat! He's just a Ninth Rank Saint Emperor, as soon as you act, he will surely be so scared he'll roll over."

"Impersonate me?"

The young man's face instantly turned horribly pale, like a sheet of white paper, completely devoid of color.

"Yes! Impersonate you, he said he is Lin Fan too!" Mo Kun explained anxiously.

At a visibly fast speed.

The arrogant look on the young man's face vanished without a trace, just moments ago he was lively and now he was ashen.

Even.

The voice was trembling.

"You... what did you say? He... he dares... dares to impersonate me?"

When he said this, his voice had already started to waver, looking like he totally lacked confidence.

He swallowed heavily, involuntarily stepping back two steps.

"Yes! Young Master Lin, please act quickly! This guy is probably a Heavenly Clan spy! Trying to glean military intelligence."

If it weren't for Mo Kun still being the general of the Xuan Clan's army, Lin Fan really wanted to slap him to death!

Incredibly stupid!

Stupid beyond words!

Incompetent and unable to discern true from false.

However, the young man did not heed Mo Kun's words to take action.

Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

This indicates he clearly knew he was a fake, panicking only when encountering the real Lin Fan.

However.

Mo Kun remained oblivious, not noticing at all, still continuously asking him for help.

"Shut up, you fool."

Lin Fan couldn't bear it any longer, smacking the back of Mo Kun's head, roaring in frustration and anger.

The next second.

He turned and smiled at the young man.

"Seems you already know who I am, you're pretty clever at least, smarter than this stupid pig here."

Lin Fan removed the Cold Blade from Mo Kun's neck.

Grabbed him by the collar and casually tossed him backward.

Mo Kun landed lightly on the ground, tumbling over.

He was just about to get up and retaliate.

Clang!

A Cold Blade flew over, embedding itself in the ground in front of him.

"Here's your thing back."

Lin Fan said without turning his head.

Mo Kun then realized his personal dagger had somehow ended up in the other's hands, suddenly sweating all over, and dared not move again.