Overbearing Immortal Doctor
Chapter 361: Three Hundred and Sixty-One: Not a Small Amount

Chapter 361: Chapter Three Hundred and Sixty-One: Not a Small Amount

Wu Dabao received slaps on both cheeks, becoming even crazier. His beloved grandfather actually hit him?

Why? This damn brat, isn’t he just a bit more powerful? Two fists can’t match four hands. We, the Wu Family, have so many people, are we afraid of him alone?

“Grandfather, how have you become so cowardly? We have over ten people in the Wu Family, can’t we kill him?” Wu Dabao covered his face, eyes filled with a killing aura, saying angrily.

Wu Santong originally also had murderous intent towards Wu Xiaoyu, but Wu Xiaoyu completely subdued him with just one move of Flower Picking and Leaf Flying Kung Fu.

He knew that with the Wu Family’s few hidden force experts, it was absolutely impossible to harm Wu Xiaoyu even a bit, and they would only offend him completely.

Instead of provoking a powerful, unknown enemy, it was better to bow and submit, preserving the bloodline of the Kunlun Hand Wu Family.

But his youthful and vigorous grandson completely failed to understand his painstaking efforts, even cursed him for being cowardly. It was truly a lost cause!

Wu Santong pointed at Wu Dabao and scolded, “Brat, shut your filthy mouth. If you dare say another word, I’ll kill you myself!”

His harsh words, laced with killing intent, immediately silenced Wu Dabao, making him completely wilt, not daring to speak recklessly anymore.

The Wu Family’s disciples, having witnessed Wu Xiaoyu’s Flower Picking and Leaf Flying Kung Fu felt shocked and thought his depth immeasurable, but they didn’t have a clear understanding of Wu Xiaoyu’s power.

Now, seeing the Clan Leader reprimand and teach Wu Dabao so harshly, they realized Wu Xiaoyu’s strength far exceeded that of the Clan Leader, possibly beyond what they could imagine.

These dozen or so Wu Family disciples, seeing the Clan Leader’s authority, fell silent like cicadas in winter, looking at Wu Xiaoyu in fear and suspicion.

Wu Xiaoyu saw that Wu Santong knew his true worth and was aware he was not to be trifled with, and coldly said: “Control your disciples, or they won’t know how they died.”

“Yes… yes… yes…” Wu Santong quickly bowed and complied.

Seeing Wu Xiaoyu reprimand Wu Santong like he was teaching a grandson, the Wu Family sisters’ hearts stirred even more, blushing and staring at Wu Xiaoyu.

Mr. Wu had long known Wu Xiaoyu’s power was unfathomable, but seeing his Flower Picking and Leaf Flying skill that could harm people, he was even more shocked.

At the same time, he realized that he had wholly lost his chance regarding marriage with Wu Xiaoyu. Someone so accomplished at a young age would never fancy his daughters…

Wu Xiaoyu felt somewhat uncomfortable with everyone in the courtyard staring at him dumbfoundedly and turned to Mr. Wu saying: “I’ll be leaving now!”

Having said that, he walked towards the courtyard gate. Though the Wu Family sisters were reluctant, they dared not step forward to stop him, only sighing in regret.

Wu Jingge and his wife, seeing Wu Xiaoyu’s capabilities, couldn’t help but think of taking him as a son-in-law, but seeing their father silent, they dared not act independently, letting Wu Xiaoyu leave.

However, Wu Xiaoyu had walked only a few steps when Wu Santong called out: “Master, please wait…”

Upon hearing someone call him, Wu Xiaoyu frowned again and turned angrily, asking: “What’s the matter? Mr. Wu, do you have more advice?”

Wu Santong was already completely terrified by Wu Xiaoyu; how could he dare to give any advice? Hesitating for a moment, he stammered: “Da… Dabao’s hands…”

With his reminder, Wu Xiaoyu remembered he had accidentally disabled Wu Dabao’s hands just before.

The Inner Sect skills the Wu Family practiced seemed to be a set of hand techniques; now that his hands were crippled, it was equivalent to having his cultivation destroyed.

As the direct grandson of an Ancient Martial Family, Wu Dabao held a respected position in the Wu Family. If he were rendered useless, it might trigger an internal family conflict.

“His hands can still be saved…” Wu Xiaoyu stopped and said flatly.

Saved? Wu Santong and Wu Dabao couldn’t help but feel a glimmer of hope, wishing Wu Xiaoyu would be generous and help Wu Dabao.

However, the other Wu Family disciples showed signs of resentment, feeling it unfair that Wu Dabao was so lucky, able to consume so many Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, and learn the final sixteen moves.

They thought, they too are Wu Family disciples, inheritors of the Kunlun Hand, yet without the major supplements of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, and practicing only incomplete Kunlun Hand.

Now that his hands were crippled and his cultivation turned to ashes, they finally saw hope, but it seemed that hope was about to vanish again?

Upon hearing Wu Xiaoyu say his hands could be saved, Wu Dabao instantly forgot all previous events and knelt, begging Wu Xiaoyu fervently:

“Please save me! As long as you can heal my hands, you can have anything my grandfather offers!”

Wu Santong saw his grandson suddenly turn sensible, he felt a mix of relief and sadness, and said: “Master, as long as you heal his hands, our Wu Family will be eternally grateful!”

Standing beside Wu Santong, Wu Hanqing, upon hearing his uncle’s words, thought privately: “For Wu Dabao alone, does the whole Wu Family have to be grateful to Wu Xiaoyu? Uncle, you are really too selfish!”

Wu Xiaoyu, hearing this, smiled and said: “The bones in his hands are shattered. Even if the hospital can fix them, they will leave lasting damage and won’t be as nimble as before.”

“However, I’m also a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, and it won’t be difficult to completely heal his hands. Prepare a million yuan, and I’ll come back next Sunday!”

Having said that, Wu Xiaoyu left without further ado, leaving Wu Santong standing there in a daze, filled with mixed emotions.

Although the Wu Family was an Ancient Martial Family, they always hid in populous areas to evade enemies, never engaging in major enterprises.

Thus, the Wu Family originally had limited funds, and with the need to buy many supplements for disciples’ training, things had become increasingly tight.

One million yuan wasn’t a small amount for the Wu Family!

Wu Xiaoyu left the Wu Family, caught a motorcycle taxi at the roadside, and returned to the county, intending to find Bin and others.

Earlier, they saw him being held by the Wu Family sisters and came to assist, but unfortunately got injured by them. If he didn’t go back to check on them, he would feel uneasy.

However, when he arrived at the scene, everyone had already gone, so he wandered around the vicinity, hoping to run into Bin and the others.

After searching back and forth on four or five streets, he found nothing. Just as he was about to give up, he spotted Huang Mao at the entrance of a restaurant.

Huang Mao seemed to be arguing with a girl. Wu Xiaoyu wanted to help but realized the girl looked familiar.

Thinking it over, Wu Xiaoyu recognized her as the salesperson he met at the 4S dealership on the day he bought his car.

Wu Xiaoyu walked up slowly, wanting to understand the situation; he leaned against a utility pole, listening attentively.

Huang Mao shouted: “You damn well finished eating, what’s wrong if I took two buns?”

The girl said disdainfully: “You shameless beggar, stealing my buns, and you think you’re right?”

Their argument soon attracted the attention of passersby, who stopped to watch, wanting to see what was going on.

Seeing the crowd gathered at the restaurant entrance, the girl did not stop but grew even more aggressive:

“Everyone, take a look… This shameless beggar stole my food, utterly devoid of moral conscience!”