Medicine Martial Prodigy
Chapter 579: Any Complaints?

Chapter 579: Chapter 579: Any Complaints?

Qin Chuan also looked at Mu Weiwei subconsciously, only to see panic brimming in her eyes, not knowing if it was because she was the center of everyone’s attention, or worried about her teacher’s identity being exposed.

Mu Family Head Mu Chenghuang hurriedly looked at Mu Weiwei, asking excitedly, "Weiwei, tell Grandpa quickly, is your teacher the Painting Immortal?"

Upon hearing Mu Chenghuang’s words, those highly respected painters noticed Mu Weiwei for the first time. When they saw her, their eyes lit up.

"Isn’t this the Painting Immortal’s proudest disciple, Mu Weiwei?"

A painter, full of excitement, hurried forward and said joyfully, "Student Mu, you are the idol of several of my students; when will you have time to visit our school? It would also be great for you to share some of your painting insights with those cheeky kids."

"Lao Zhang, those students you mentioned, they’re all male students, right?"

Another painter stepped forward, looking disdainfully at the painter who had just spoken: "Inviting Weiwei to your school, you’re up to no good!"

With that, he turned to Mu Weiwei and said, "Student Mu, don’t listen to Lao Zhang. Better to visit our school. We have more female students, and they all love your work very much."

"You old fellas, just shut up already. Don’t think Student Mu can’t see through your little schemes. Student Mu, just come directly to our school. I’ll make an exception and take you on as my last disciple. Even though you haven’t graduated from your undergraduate studies yet, I can promise you now that once you’re under my guidance, I’ll let you go through bachelor’s, master’s, and doctoral studies in succession."

...

In an instant, those prestigious painters, each touted their own promises to take Mu Weiwei as their disciple.

The powerful elites of the Nine Gates of Yandu were all stunned; even the people of the Mu Family were dumbfounded, not expecting that Mu Weiwei would be the Painting Immortal’s favored disciple and would attract so many top painters.

It was evident that Mu Weiwei’s talent in painting was extremely high, not just because she was a disciple of the Painting Immortal, but also because she had essentially incited a scramble among these stodgy old antiques.

Surrounded by a group of famous painters, Mu Weiwei was almost in tears—not because they were too enthusiastic, but because now everyone would know her teacher was the Painting Immortal, and they would inevitably pressure her to seek the Painting Immortal’s hand.

But she knew clearly that her teacher had already sealed his pen and would undeniably not make a move again.

Given the attitude of the Nine Gates of Yandu elites towards Qin Chuan, she knew his background was not simple; some had likely already arranged for people to go to Yandu University to look for the painter.

"Everyone shut up!"

Just then, a voice filled with anger echoed throughout the Lu Family.

The painters were all stunned by the shout; Mu Weiwei hadn’t recovered her senses when she saw a figure appear before her like a ghoul.

Then, a warm large hand took hers, and next, she was relocated ten meters away from those painters along with this figure.

Mu Weiwei’s face was a picture of shock; as a member of the Mu Family, she had seen strong individuals before but had never seen such a terrifyingly powerful person.

She felt her eyes hadn’t had the chance to blink before she was already taken ten meters away.

Qin Chuan was merely taking Mu Weiwei away from the group of painters and didn’t look at Mu Weiwei. Instead, he swept his gaze over everyone, and said coldly, "Listen up, everyone, if anyone dares to disturb the Painting Immortal, don’t blame me for being impolite!"

He wasn’t the type to coerce others. Since the Painting Immortal had sealed his pen, he must have his reasons, so naturally, Qin Chuan would not insist. Of course, he wouldn’t give up either—he at least had to visit the Painting Immortal personally to try his luck. If the Painting Immortal still refused to help after meeting Qin Chuan, Qin Chuan wouldn’t make it difficult for him.

Hearing Qin Chuan’s words, the powerful elites of the Nine Gates of Yandu all wore expressions of fear and hurriedly made calls to stop their people from searching for the Painting Immortal.

Mu Weiwei stared straight at Qin Chuan with moved eyes. She had just been worrying about causing trouble for her teacher but didn’t expect to be relieved by Qin Chuan with a single statement.

Qin Chuan spoke again, "Without my permission, if anyone dares to do something under the pretense of working for me that makes me unhappy, don’t blame me for being impolite!"

"Mr. Qin, rest assured, we would never do anything under the pretense of working for you without your direct orders."

"Yes, yes, yes, please be at ease Mr. Qin, we definitely won’t do that."

"Mr. Qin, if you have any orders for us, just say the word."

...

A bevy of elites hurriedly expressed their stance.

Qin Chuan did not respond, his gaze shifting onto Long Sanlin.

Seeing Qin Chuan look over, Long Sanlin’s body shuddered violently, he knew that this was the moment that would decide his fate.

Qin Chuan suddenly spoke: "You can die now!"

"Qin..."

"Phfft!"

Just as Long Sanlin was about to plead, he saw Qin Chuan flick a finger, and a falling leaf instantly pierced through his heart, the blood blooming like the petals of a rose, slowly unfurling at the region of his heart.

Long Sanlin, dead!

"Hubby!"

Murong Qin let out a harrowing scream, then immediately her eyes rolled back and she fainted outright.

The scene was eerily silent, everyone staring at Qin Chuan with faces filled with terror, each of them barely daring to breathe, their bodies trembling slightly.

Murong Mingyue had a complicated expression on her face, with a touch of being moved.

She knew, with Qin Chuan’s character, he wouldn’t normally intervene personally in such matters, but he did it anyway, and he did it for her.

Long Sanlin’s deeds warranted death!

But if it was her command, even if she later became the Family Head of the Murong Family, this act would stain her life forever.

However, since Qin Chuan took the action to kill Long Sanlin, even if people blamed him, they wouldn’t dare to trouble him.

Thus, Qin Chuan killing Long Sanlin was for her.

Mu Weiwei, standing next to Qin Chuan, her delicate face was filled with fear, inherently timid and faint-hearted, seeing Long Sanlin silently slain by Qin Chuan, she couldn’t control the fear in her heart.

While everyone’s faces were full of fear, Qin Chuan’s gaze suddenly swept over the faces of the elites, eventually settling on Ye Zhong.

Ye Zhong’s body jolted tremendously, his face awash with terror.

Qin Chuan had just said that he wanted to get involved with the affairs of the Nine Gates of Yandu, just handled the Murong Family’s matter, with Long Sanlin dead, and now his gaze turned towards the Ye Family, it was likely they would have to pay a price too.

Ye Zhong, holding back the fear in his heart, asked, "Mr. Qin, do you have any orders?"

Qin Chuan said, "I’ve killed a member of your Ye Family, and taken away someone from your Ye Family, do you have any complaints?"