After the divorce, my identity as a miracle doctor was exposed.

The rain is getting heavier.

It did not stop because of Yan Zhen's defeat; on the contrary, it seemed to be washing away all the sins in the world.

A sickeningly loud "clucking" sound came from the mahogany coffin.

Yan Zhen is not completely dead yet.

His bones were shattered, his chest caved in, and he lay limp at the bottom of the coffin like a lump of mud. Blood mixed with rainwater seeped from the cracks in the coffin, staining the arena red.

His cloudy eyes were fixed on Lin Yu, blood and foam gushing from his mouth. He seemed to want to say something, but could only make a hissing sound like a bellows leaking air.

"Master...Master lost?"

Below the stage, hundreds of martial arts alliance disciples, each wielding a sword, looked as if they had lost their parents.

The steel blade in his hand suddenly felt incredibly heavy. Even a Grandmaster of Internal Energy had been roared into a coffin; for these lowly soldiers to go up there would be nothing more than easy prey.

"Lin Yu! You...you actually dared to kill Master Yan!"

A leading deacon of the martial arts alliance, barely suppressing his fear, roared, "The provincial martial arts alliance headquarters will not let you get away with this! The Zhao family will not let you get away with this either! You are declaring war on the entire Jiangnan martial arts world!"

Lin Yu stood on the arena and accepted the black umbrella handed to him by Su Qianxue.

He lightly flicked his sleeve, as if brushing off a tiny speck of dust.

"Declare war?"

A cold smile curled at the corner of Lin Yu's lips.

You've got it wrong.

"It's not a declaration of war, it's—a notification."

"Go back and tell the Zhao family, and tell the Martial Alliance headquarters."

Lin Yu's voice pierced through the rain, echoing clearly above Longhu Villa:

"Wash your neck clean and wait in the provincial capital. I, Lin Yu, am coming soon."

"Arrogant! Everyone, attack together! Slash him to death! Avenge our master!"

With no way to retreat, the leading deacon had no choice but to gamble on having the numbers.

"kill!!"

Hundreds of desperate men, their eyes bloodshot, raised their long knives and surged toward the arena like a tidal wave.

Su Qianxue turned pale with fright and instinctively shrank behind Lin Yu.

Although Lin Yu is very strong, there are still hundreds of people! Even a single spit from each of them could drown someone!

However, Lin Yu didn't even glance at them.

He simply raised his wrist and glanced at the old pocket watch.

"The timing is perfect."

Just as the first steel blade was about to strike the ring.

Rumble—!

The earth suddenly began to tremble.

This vibration was not an earthquake, but rather the sound of some kind of heavy machinery rolling over the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the walls surrounding Longhu Villa were violently smashed open!

More than a dozen armored riot control vehicles painted in dark green camouflage rushed in like a steel torrent! The searchlights on the roofs instantly illuminated the entire resort as if it were daytime, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

"Da da da da—!"

A burst of bullets shot into the sky, spitting fire and stunning the entire scene.

An arrogant and domineering female voice boomed through the loudspeaker:

"I'll see which blind bastard dares to lay a hand on anyone from the Chen family?!"

The car door opened.

Chen Ling'er, dressed in a black combat uniform and tactical boots, jumped down.

Behind her was an entire company of heavily armed guards, their dark gun barrels instantly locking onto the group of martial arts alliance disciples wielding melee weapons.

"War... War Department?!"

The martial arts alliance disciples, who had just been shouting for battle, were instantly terrified.

The knife in his hand clattered to the ground.

They'd fight martial artists to the death. But fighting an army? That's suicide!

Chen Ling'er strode onto the arena, glanced at Yan Zhen in the coffin, and curled her lip in disdain:

"Tsk, that's terrible. Lin Yu, you went too far, making such a mess. I have to find someone to clean it up."

Although she complained, there was a deep sense of awe and... a kind of inexplicable fervor in her eyes when she looked at Lin Yu.

This man truly did it.

One person, one umbrella, and he dominated the entire scene.

"They've arrived?" Lin Yu's expression was calm, as if all of this was expected.

He walked to the coffin, looked down at the dying Yan Zhen, and lowered his voice:

"Tell me, where are the things left behind by that abandoned son of the Lin family in the capital eighteen years ago?"

Yan Zhen's pupils contracted violently, a mixture of fear of death and horror at the past:

"You...you are that person's child...?"

"Cough cough...The Azure Dragon Short Sword...is...in the hands of Zhao Wuji of the Zhao family in the provincial capital..."

Lin Yu's gaze sharpened.

The Azure Dragon Short Sword—that was my father's personal possession! Sure enough, it's in the provincial capital!

"You can go now." Lin Yu straightened up and didn't look at him again.

"Take it away! Clean up the scene!"

Chen Ling'er waved her hand, and the guards rushed forward, pinning all the Martial Alliance disciples to the mud.

What was supposed to be a bloody massacre was thus reduced to a one-sided arrest under the crushing force of the state apparatus.

at this time.

The Su family members kneeling below the stage were already terrified.

Zhao Huilan watched Yan Zhen being dragged away like a dead dog, and then looked at Lin Yu chatting and laughing with the Princess of the War Department. She was filled with regret.

"Lin...Lin Yu!"

Suddenly, Zhao Huilan burst forth with strength, pushed aside Grandpa Su in his wheelchair, and scrambled to the edge of the ring, trying to grab Lin Yu's leg.

"Good son-in-law! Mom was wrong! Mom was really wrong!"

"Mom was forced to do that! Mom has always been on your side! Take Mom with you! From now on, you're in charge of the Su family!"

Other relatives of the Su family also kowtowed and begged for mercy:

"Yes, Lin Yu, we're family!"

"Qianxue! You need to say something for your second uncle! Now that you're successful, you can't abandon your family!"

Su Qianxue stood behind Lin Yu, holding an umbrella.

The rain soaked her trouser legs, and the cold water was biting.

She looked at the ugly behavior of her "relatives" below the stage, and at her mother's greedy yet fearful face.

In the past, she might have softened her heart and pleaded for mercy.

But after these two days of hell, her heart had grown cold.

She turned to look at Lin Yu, awaiting his judgment.

Lin Yu looked down at Zhao Huilan, whose face was covered in snot and tears, and his eyes were filled with disgust.

He didn't speak, but simply took a step back, avoiding Zhao Huilan's outstretched dirty hand.

"Mistress Su," Lin Yu said.

"Yes," Su Qianxue replied softly.

"We're going to the provincial capital."

Lin Yu's voice was completely flat. "Do you want to stay here and continue being the eldest daughter of the Su family, or come with me and continue scrubbing toilets?"

This is a multiple-choice question.

This is also the final test.

Zhao Huilan, sitting in the audience, frantically winked at her daughter, "Qianxue! Say yes! Take Mom with you to the provincial capital to enjoy a life of luxury!"

Su Qianxue looked at her mother and suddenly smiled.

His smile looked worse than his tears.

Enjoying life?

In her mother's eyes, she was nothing more than a tool to curry favor with the powerful and wealthy.

"Mr. Lin."

Su Qianxue took a deep breath, gripped the umbrella handle tightly, and her eyes became empty yet resolute:

"I've signed a contract of servitude. Wherever you go, I'll go."

"As for these people..." She glanced at the Su family members below the stage, "I don't know them."

boom!

Zhao Huilan was struck dumb and collapsed into the muddy water.

"You...you ungrateful wretch! Aren't you going to abandon us? What will we eat if the Su family goes bankrupt?!"

Su Qianxue didn't look at her again.

She turned around and followed closely behind Lin Yu.

Lin Yu stepped off the stage.

The guards in front automatically parted to make way and saluted in unison.

Although Chen Ling'er was unhappy, she could only obediently follow behind as a bodyguard.

In the rain.

A black Maybach was already parked on the side of the road.

Liu Hongyan, holding a red umbrella, stood by the car door, gracefully opened it, and bowed slightly to Lin Yu.

"Sir, the estate in the provincial capital has been arranged. The Zhao family's acquisition plan has also been launched."

Lin Yu got into the car.

Su Qianxue folded up the black umbrella and, like a true servant, skillfully got into the driver's seat.

The car window slowly rolled up, shutting out the noise and cries from outside.

"drive."

Lin Yu closed his eyes and never looked at the city where he had lived for three years again.

The Maybach started, rolled over the muddy ground, and sped towards the highway exit.

Behind them were the Su family members kneeling in the rain, wailing and crying, and Jiangzhou, which had become a legend.

A dragon lies hidden in the abyss, but its time to soar to the heavens will come.

Next stop, the provincial capital of Jiangnan.

There, there are stronger enemies, more ruthless methods, and... the truth about his origins.