Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1260 - 1258: In 3 Days, I Will Make Him Die Before Millions!

Hahaha!

Dongmen Buju couldn't help but laugh wildly in his heart.

Lin Fan is doomed this time.

What an unfortunate coincidence, running into Zhu Qilue who is on his way to eliminate enemies.

Zhu Qilue isn't the likes of Ling Wudeng, even I can barely match him, it's hard to determine who would win.

Lin Fan surely won't escape death this time!

Once Lin Fan is dead, taking down the Xuan Clan would be a certainty.

Without such a big obstacle.

How could he not be happy?

But he also felt a bit regretful, after all, he couldn't personally finish off Lin Fan, which was somewhat dissatisfying.

But as long as Lin Fan dies, it would all be worth it.

Dongmen Buju's face was full of excitement, eagerly looking at Zhu Qilue, hoping to hear news of Lin Fan's death from him.

Zhu Qilue just smiled faintly and did not speak, leisurely sipping his tea.

Dongmen Buju was anxious like ants on a hot pan, yet dared not urge him, and could only ask evasively: "Did you two fight?"

"Yes." Zhu Qilue nodded lightly.

Good!

Very good!

Excellent!

Dongmen Buju was overjoyed, unable to suppress the smile creeping over his lips, assuming that Lin Fan was already dead at the hands of Zhu Qilue.

A major concern had been removed, making him feel unusually pleasant inside.

He tentatively asked, "Lin Fan surely couldn't have left alive from your hands, could he?"

Zhu Qilue smiled and said, "He's nothing but an ant, just like you, an ant."

He glanced at Dongmen Buju, disdainful, indifferent, contemptuous.

Dongmen Buju's face suddenly turned extremely ugly, alternating between blue and red.

But he dared not voice any disagreement, only awkwardly chuckling twice, pretending to be unconcerned.

Zhu Qilue displayed a satisfied expression on his face.

"Do you think you could escape alive from my grasp?"

"No, of course not."

Dongmen Buju hurriedly replied.

His heart was a mix of feelings.

On one hand, he was happy about Lin Fan's death, but on the other, he was quite displeased because of Zhu Qilue's belittlement.

"If even you can't, what do you think of him?"

"Naturally, he met a tragic end at your hands! Young Master Zhu really solved a big issue for me this time; I ought to thank you properly, Young Master Zhu..."

Just as Dongmen Buju was about to flatter him.

Zhu Qilue raised his hand, leisurely interrupting him.

"Clan Leader Dongmen, don't be too quick to celebrate."

Dongmen Buju's heart thumped, sensing something was amiss. Zhu Qilue's demeanor was like a bucket of cold water, pouring directly on him, instantly cooling his previously excited heart.

Looking puzzled, he hurriedly asked, "Young Master Zhu, what do you mean by this?"

"Lin Fan is not dead," Zhu Qilue said calmly.

"What?!"

Dongmen Buju was shocked, his eyes widening almost to the point of falling out of their sockets, and he slammed the table, abruptly standing up.

Lin Fan isn't dead?!

How is that possible? How could he possibly escape from Zhu Qilue?

Zhu Qilue is from the Five Elements Realm.

In their eyes, everyone from the Sumeru Continent is nothing but ants, every single one of them.

Even killing me wouldn't be much harder than killing an ant.

Yet.

Lin Fan survived?

A buzzing sound filled his mind, going completely blank.

Bam!

He slapped the table heavily and stood up vigorously.

"You were..." Before finishing his sentence, Dongmen Buju realized the impropriety and swallowed his words.

Stunned.

Surprised.

Angry.

Helpless.

Turns out, he was played around by Zhu Qilue and mistakenly believed Lin Fan was dead, only to be happy for nothing.

Humiliation.

Utter humiliation.

Dongmen Buju's facial muscles twitched slightly, his face turning incredibly dark, eyes filled with rage.

Zhu Qilue slightly furrowed his brow, raised his eyelids and glanced at Dongmen Buju.

The gloomy look in his eyes held a hint of murderous intent.

As if asking, "What did you say?"

Without saying a word, Dongmen Buju was already covered in goosebumps, hair standing on end.

Dongmen Buju resentfully shrank his head, the ferocious expression on his face vanished instantly, his body shivered, and he sat back down.

He dared not provoke Zhu Qilue, if the latter really got angry, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Young Master Zhu, I... I didn't mean that... I wasn't venting on you..."

"Clan Leader Dongmen is just too agitated."

Zhu Qilue seemed unperturbed, smiled and said.

Although there was a smile, there was also a chill.

Dongmen Buju, treading cautiously, was exceedingly uncomfortable. Just now, he was indeed too impulsive, almost lashing out at Zhu Qilue upon hearing the news that Lin Fan was alive.

Luckily, he restrained himself, otherwise it would have caused a catastrophe.

He felt a wave of apprehension, involuntarily breaking out in cold sweat.

"Yes... I was too excited... I was too abrupt..."

He said with an apologetic smile, bowing and scraping.

"Does Clan Leader Dongmen really want Lin Fan dead that much?"

"I dream of it. My son ended up like this, and it's all linked to him, even slicing him into pieces wouldn't ease my heart's hatred. Honestly, I wish I could personally slaughter him. But if he could feel the might and methods of Young Master Zhu, I would be very pleased as well."

"It seems Clan Leader Dongmen truly hates Lin Fan to the core, you must know my methods, for Lin Fan to die at my hand would indeed be the most brutal thing."

"So, I was a bit out of control just now, hope Young Master Zhu can forgive me."

Dongmen Buju swallowed and apologized again.

Zhu Qilue took a sip of tea.

"Indeed, I did cross paths with Lin Fan and nearly killed him. But I didn't, instead I let him go, does Clan Leader Dongmen know why?"

"Why?" Dongmen Buju was extremely curious, asking with confusion.

"Because I want him to die in front of millions, to suffer the most vile and cruel humiliation, to see himself powerless."

Dongmen Buju was startled, Zhu Qilue's expression was extremely chilling to him, making him feel as if Zhu Qilue was speaking about himself, sending shivers down his spine.

"Clan Leader Dongmen need not panic, I won't treat you like that."

Zhu Qilue noticed Dongmen Buju's pale face, smiled and said.

"Haha..." Dongmen Buju didn't know what to say, awkwardly laughing twice. "So?"

"So, I made an appointment with Lin Fan to meet again in three days."

"In three days?!"

Dongmen Buju's mouth twitched. Zhu Qilue was truly vicious, not only wanting Lin Fan dead, but also to have him die in disgrace and utmost humiliation!

Too ruthless.

Even if the victim was Lin Fan, his heart couldn't help but tremble a bit.

"That's right, three days later, I ask Clan Leader Dongmen to gather everyone to witness Lin Fan's death firsthand."

"Alright... definitely... definitely..."

Dongmen Buju's scalp tingled, stammering his response.

"Then how will you ensure Lin Fan comes? Will he really show up as promised? He's quite a clever person, surely capable of guessing your intention. Knowing he'd die by your hand, why would he appear?"

"He will definitely show up," Zhu Qilue said confidently.

Dongmen Buju frowned, puzzled. Is this guy overconfident? Or treating Lin Fan like a fool.

"Young Master Zhu, pardon my intrusion, Lin Fan isn't an easy man to deal with, you this..."

Before he could finish, Zhu Qilue coldly interrupted.

"I told him Feng Qingshui is in my hands."

"What!?" Dongmen Buju was once again dumbfounded. "Feng Qingshui is in your hands?!"

Zhu Qilue smiled faintly.

"Of course not, I just lied to him. But this guy values relationships and loyalty, he will surely come. In three days, he'll definitely be beheaded."