This...

Huang Li hadn’t figured out the reason yet when she heard Qin Hao’s voice behind her: "Weak and incompetent trash, only knows how to bully little girls."

She turned around, gratefully looking at Qin Hao: "Brother Qin..."

"It’s okay now, this old ghost probably won’t be able to talk for half an hour." Qin Hao didn’t bother looking at Kang Baxi on the ground, gently comforting Huang Li.

"But Uncle Kang, he..." Huang Li was a bit worried.

Qin Hao interrupted: "This old ghost is not dead yet. Even if someone wanted to kill him, it wouldn’t be me. It should be your father."

"Father!" Huang Li understood Qin Hao’s meaning, and a deep joy was in her eyes.

But quickly, she said uncertainly: "Even Uncle Kang couldn’t do anything, how can you..."

"Can you trust me?" Qin Hao said with a smile.

Somehow, Huang Li felt that Qin Hao’s smile was like the morning sun, very warm and reassuring.

She nodded: "Um... I trust you! Brother!"

Kang Baxi lay on the ground, feeling pain all over his body as if it didn’t belong to him.

He couldn’t get up, and after hearing Qin Hao’s words, he roared madly in his heart: "Shameless little bastard! What’s the point of bragging to a little girl? Even I can’t cure Huang Long; what makes you think you can!"

Kang Baxi’s mutterings were unheard by Qin Hao.

He focused all his attention on the unconscious Huang Long.

After standing still for five seconds, he reached out a finger, pointing at Huang Long’s forehead.

Catching sight of this scene peripherally, Kang Baxi almost couldn’t hold back his laughter.

Hahaha!

This Qin fool, directly poking someone’s head when their body suffered severe injury? Does he really think he knows Acupoint Divine Skill?

The next moment, Kang Baxi’s laughter vanished, replaced by astonishment.

He saw traces like smoke emitting from Qin Hao’s fingertip, actually penetrating into Huang Long’s forehead.

Inner Strength turning into smoke?

How is that possible?

Isn’t this a skill of a Grandmaster!

Kang Baxi almost died from shock.

Qin Hao, a young man, actually possesses such an extraordinary skill?

It took a long time for Kang Baxi to suppress the sourness of heartache, thinking: "Being a Grandmaster is remarkable, but healing requires patience and talent. It’s not something you can accidentally get right. No matter how strong you are, if the medicine is wrong, there’s no possibility of curing Huang Long."

Just as the thought appeared, Kang Baxi heard coughing sounds, "cough cough cough."

The sound was very abrupt and harsh, like someone with a dry throat.

Among the people present, aside from Kang Baxi, everyone else was quite healthy.

So, who exactly was coughing?

As he pondered, Kang Baxi felt a jolt of realization: Why does this sound so familiar? Could it be...

In his vision, on the bed, someone rose slowly, eyes unfocused, face sickly and pale, with blood on the corners of the mouth, still coughing constantly.

"Huang Long!"

Kang Baxi almost jumped up in shock.

How can this be possible!

He couldn’t believe it was real.

However, the person before him was clearly Huang Long.

Moreover, apart from not looking well, Huang Long was otherwise quite normal.

His eyes were open, breathing steady, hardly like someone who had just experienced a severe illness!

"This, this, this!"

Kang Baxi was utterly shocked, incredulously staring at Qin Hao, unable to fathom how he had done this.

"What... what’s happened to me?"

An awakened Huang Long, his mind still clouded.

"Father!"

Huang Li cried with joy, holding Huang Long tightly.

"Daughter... what’s happening?"

Huang Long murmured, holding Huang Li: "Wasn’t I defeated by Huang Ying? Why did he choose to spare me? How am I still alive?"

"Father, after Huang Ying defeated you, he didn’t try to kill you! He feared your reputation, so he chose to spare you..." Huang Li said while crying.

"I see. It’s rare he still has a shred of conscience..." Huang Long’s expression was complex.

"No, Father! He dared not kill you directly but ordered everyone not to treat you!" Huang Li explained the whole situation.

"Damn Huang Ying!" Huang Long’s sickly face turned furious, and his eyes were piercing. This man, just recovering from illness, regained his former dignity.

"Before the duel, you drugged my food, which was bad enough. Now, even after I fell ill, you acted so cruelly. It doesn’t matter if I die, but treating my beloved daughter this way, this feud must be avenged!"

Huang Long said deeply, looking at Qin Hao beside him and then at Kang Baxi on the ground, wondering: "Younger Brother Kang, why are you here?"

Kang Baxi wanted to speak, but Qin Hao’s Inner Strength sealed his vitality, rendering him unable to open his mouth; he could only blink desperately.

Not understanding, Huang Long asked Huang Li: "Daughter, why is Younger Brother Kang here?"

Huang Li bit her lip, unwilling to speak.

How could these shameful things be told to her father?

Should she tell him his trusted confidant is a twisted heart?

Seeing Huang Li’s reluctance, Huang Long turned to Qin Hao, eyes suspicious.

Qin Hao spoke solemnly: "You guessed right, it’s me who hit this old dog."

"Bold!"

Huang Long flew into rage, "Why did you treat my brother like this!"

Qin Hao sneered: "I see you’re a noble man; how could you associate with such a brother."

"Why do you say that?" Huang Long forced back his anger and asked.

"Because he attempted to violate your daughter..."

Qin Hao had only said half when Huang Long interrupted, enraged: "You’re full of lies!"

After speaking, he raised his palm, about to strike at Qin Hao.

"Father!"

Huang Li promptly stopped him: "Brother Qin is telling the truth! Uncle Kang really tried to do that to me!"

"What!"

Huang Long froze, standing in place, eyes filled with confusion and tragedy.

He couldn’t believe that the brother in whom he vested all his trust would turn out to be such a despicable person.

This blow rendered him momentarily distraught.

At that moment, Kang Baxi was already terrified.

If he weren’t forcing himself, he might have relieved himself.

Knowing Huang Long’s character well, he naturally knew what actions Huang Long might take.

Just then.

Luck struck.

The Inner Strength in Kang Baxi’s body vanished, gradually restoring his ability to move.

"Huang..."

He tried to say a word but shut his mouth immediately.

At this point, no explanation would work, the only option was escape!

Thinking of it, he acted on it.

Kang Baxi slowly climbed off the ground, taking the opportunity of Huang Long’s contemplation, quietly moving towards the door.

Halfway there, he heard a loud shout behind him: "I’m furious!"

Whoosh!

The wind surged from behind, Kang Baxi turned his head to see Huang Long swiftly approaching, his face changed dramatically: "Brother Long, let me explain!"

Halfway through his words, a sharp pain surged from his underbody, almost knocking him out on the spot.