Super Invincible Immortal Doctor
Chapter 233 Control Your Mouth _1

Chapter 233: Chapter 233 Control Your Mouth _1

The next day, even before eleven o’clock, people had already begun to arrive at the sports arena.

This duel, apart from the well-known tickets that were given out for free in Lin Jiang, a portion of the tickets were sold openly —selling out instantaneously— making a fortune for scalpers.

Inside the Lin Villa, Lin Chuxue, naturally, planned to go to the scene. However, she was stopped by Lin Zhiyuan as she was about to leave.

"Chuxue, I think it’s better if you don’t go to the scene. Why not watch it live at home instead?"

"Why?" Lin Chuxue asked confusedly.

"I’m afraid you won’t be able to withstand the sight of Su Chengyu dying on the spot," Lin Zhiyuan tried to persuade her.

"What are you saying? He will not lose to Ren Qianzhong! I believe in him, he will definitely win," said Lin Chuxue displeased.

"This isn’t a situation where merely voicing faith would mean anything. That is Ren Qianzhong of Lin Jiang we’re talking about, Su Chengyu has no chance. He’s as good as dead this time, I see it,"

Lin Zhiyuan was steadfast in his belief in Lin Zhengxun’s words. Su Chengyu had too many troubles, his enemies were too strong. The Lin Family needed to maintain their distance, being too close wouldn’t benefit the Lin Family.

"Dad, how can you say such a thing? Su Chengyu has saved our family twice. Without him, the Lin Family would have been finished a long time ago," Lin Chuxue said with a frosty expression.

"Su Chengyu’s favours to the Lin Family, I will repay when the opportunity arises! But now, would the Lin Family really openly oppose Hong Zhen Ting? That’s a death wish! If he wants to find his death, that’s his own affair. The Lin Family doesn’t need to accompany him in his burial. Overall, you are not going!"

Lin Zhiyuan said sternly.

Lin Chuxue shook her head, feeling a cold chill in her heart. It was no wonder that Su Chengyu held no good feelings towards Lin Family.

The actions of the Lin Family sent chills down her spine.

"You don’t want me to go because you want to cut all ties. Afraid that if Su Chengyu dies in battle, Hong Zhen Ting will target the Lin Family, right?" Lin Chuxue said angrily.

"Exactly! Right now, I am the helmsman of the Lin Family. I have to take the whole situation into account and absolutely cannot let the Lin Family fall into crisis. Su Chengyu is doomed this time, is it necessary for us to offend Hong Zhen Ting for an already dying man?" Lin Zhiyuan affirmed with hard determination.

"You’re truly worthy of being Grandpa’s son! But don’t forget, without Su Chengyu, you’d have been dead twice by now! Without him, you wouldn’t even be the helmsman of the Lin Family right now! Su Chengyu once said that everyone in the Lin Family is ungrateful and shameless, and he wasn’t wrong at all!"

Lin Chuxue was enraged, finding it difficult to suppress her dissatisfaction towards her father and the members of the Lin Family.

"How dare you!"

Lin Zhiyuan raised his hand and gave Lin Chuxue a hard slap, scolding her furiously, "How dare you talk back at me like this? You’ve lost respect, you wretch, I’ve wasted more than twenty years raising you!"

Lin Chuxue covered her face, but did not shed any tears. She responded coldly, "Except for my life, which I cannot return to you, everything that Lin Family has given me, I can give it all back to you! Now that my mom is dead, I do not wish to stay in this house any longer."

Having uttered these words, Lin Chuxue immediately got into her car and left the Lin Villa.

On the other hand, Lin Zhihua brought his family to the sports arena. He initially planned to do whatever it took to win over Su Chengyu whole-heartedly to his side, but now, he knew that any chance of doing so was entirely lost.

Instead, Lin Zhihua hoped Su Chengyu would die under the hands of Ren Qianzhong. In doing so, he still could seize the opportunity to wrestle against Lin Zhiyuan and grab hold of the helm of the Lin Family.

As long as Su Chengyu was alive, there wouldn’t be the slightest opportunity for him. Moreover, he would be marginalized and pushed aside by Lin Zhiyuan sooner or later.

Upon their entry into the sports arena, they found that Su Chengyu had already arrived.

Su Chengyu was the first one to enter the arena. Sitting cross-legged in the middle at the moment, he was dressed in a white tracksuit, with his eyes closed in meditation.

People gradually started entering the arena and it began to liven up.

"Su Chengyu actually came this early? Is he confident, or does he lack confidence?"

"What’s the use of having confidence when you’re rushing to die?!"

With deep-seated resentment against Su Chengyu, Pan Yuanlong gritted his teeth.

Last time at the Lamborghini 4S shop, Pan Yuanlong’s hand was broken by Su Chengyu, who also seriously injured Pan Hongji. Pan Hongji still hadn’t recovered from his injuries and the reputation of Hongtian Martial Art House had suffered greatly too.

The Pan father and son both feared and hated Su Chengyu. When they found out that Su Chengyu was going to duel with Ren Qianzhong, they rushed over to witness Su Chengyu’s death there and then.

After all, with their strength, they would never be able to avenge Su Chengyu in their lifetime.

"Young Master Pan, lower your voice. If he hears you, I’m afraid you won’t be able to keep your other hand," Pan Yuanlong’s friend warned in a low voice.

"What’s there to be afraid of? It’s so far away; it’d be strange if he could hear them. Anyway, he’s definitely going to die today. In a while, I want to watch him die with my own eyes! After he dies, I’ll go dig up his grave and cremate him!" Pan Yuanlong replied through gritted teeth.

Just as Pan Yuanlong finished speaking, a dagger flew towards him with a whooshing sound.

"Watch out!"

Pan Hongji, who was not far from Pan Yuanlong, shouted a warning, trying to catch the flying dagger. But it was as if the dagger was controlled by an invisible hand, it evaded Pan Hongji’s attempt to catch it and severed three fingers off Pan Yuanlong’s hand.

"Ah!"

Pan Yuanlong’s screams echoed whilst the people nearby turned pale with fright, backing away in horror!

"Who? Who ambushed me?! Come out, I’m gonna kill you!" Pan Yuanlong, looking at his severed fingers, roared with rage.

"Shut up!" Pan Hongji exclaimed, quickly sealing off Pan Yuanlong’s acupoints to stop his bleeding.

"Pan Hongji, control your son. If he dares to gossip again, the next time, it won’t be as simple as losing just three fingers."

Su Chengyu, who was sitting in the middle of the arena with his legs crossed, spoke. His voice wasn’t loud, but everyone entering the arena could hear him.

"It was Su Chengyu who intervened? How could he have heard from so far away?"

The crowd covered their mouths hurriedly, not daring to speak randomly anymore.

"Mr. Su, I’m sorry, my son was out of place, please forgive him!"

Having seen with his eyes wide open how his son’s fingers were severed right in front of him, Pan Hongji, who was ranked eighth in Lin Jiang’s list of top swordsman, did not dare to utter a word. Instead, he had to apologize to Su Chengyu with caution and respect.

Su Chengyu closed his eyes again, Pan Hongji wiped off his cold sweat, gave his son Pan Yuanlong a fierce stare, and said, "Watch your mouth!"

Even if Pan Hongji was eager for Su Chengyu to die already, but such things could only be thought in his heart and couldn’t be uttered openly.

Pan Yuanlong learned it the hard way today what it meant by ’loose lips sink ships’; he was completely obedient now, not daring to say another word, and he didn’t even leave the sports arena to go to the hospital either.

He was gnashing his teeth in hatred but decided to stay put to watch Su Chengyu get killed and then cheer on it.

Pan Hongji picked up Su Chengyu’s dagger, cleaned off the blood, and respectfully handed it back to Su Chengyu.

Su Chengyu was killing one to warn others, making the sports arena quiet down instantly. Those who witnessed this were so scared that they wouldn’t even dare to whisper.