Chapter 77 - The assassination attempt has opened up

"Ha-ha, when I took the medicine from Xiao's brother, I threw up some nasty things. Thought I had too much spirit in me!"

Mo Kunfeng, laughing, said: "Just before you came, I checked again with a simple test. It turns out that the poison in my body is already more than half neutralized!"

"Looks like you're healing from poison sooner or later!"

"Brother Xiao, you're an incomparable healer of our time, but at the same time, you're telling me that your knowledge of medicine is no good!" - Moe Kunfeng said as if he didn't want to outsmart his interlocutor.

Xiao Fan's face remained calm, as if he hadn't heard anything while drinking tea silently.

Seeing that Xiao Fang is not too willing to communicate with Mo Kungfeng, Lin Zhentiang entered the case. He vigorously approached the site and spoke with a smile: "Honourable Mo, you praise very much. If you can heal yourself, you'll be fine. Come on, come on, I'll pour you a glass for your recovery!"

Laughing, Lin Zhentian stood up and raised his glass.

"Brother Zhentian is very ceremonial. To whom this glass is to be raised is to you and to Brother Xiao!"

Mo Kunfeng also stood up and raised the glass and said, "If it wasn't for you and Brother Xiao, I'm afraid I'd be in a wheelchair right now. You really saved my life, and I, Mo Kungfeng, now owe you a debt."

"Honourable Mo is so serious, right, don't be!" - laughing, Lin Zhentian said.

Xiao Fang was still sitting there without moving, with no reaction to what was happening.

Xiao Fan was not going to participate in the feast, and Mo Kunfeng realized it. Although the mood of his outwardly remained as elevated, Mo Kunfeng glanced at him with an evil sparkle, almost imperceptible. At that moment, Mo Yun, who was on his side, asked indifferently: "Why isn't Xiao's brother drinking?"

"No!" - Xiao Fang was just as indifferent.

Mo Yun's eyes were freezing, but Mo Kunfeng laughed and said..: "Okay, since Xiao's brother doesn't drink, let's not force him to drink, but I still want to propose a toast in gratitude to my savior!"

"Well said!" - Xiao Fang was indifferent.

Mo Kunfeng dried the glass with a volley!

"Come, don't be shy. Brother Zhentian, Xiao's brother, try this snack. Steamed bear paws. There's no other flavor, and it doesn't look like any food, look at this!" - Moe Coonfen laughed as he sat back down.

"Okay!"

Laughing, Lin Zhentian answered, then took a piece with chopsticks and immediately rushed to praise, "Okay! These paws are really a delicious treat, and all in your honor, honored Moe. There's never been a chance to taste them before, but today I can finally do it!"

"Would your brother like to try something?" - asked Moe Kunfeng curiously when he saw that Xiao Fang hadn't even touched the sticks.

"No!" - said indifferently to Xiao Fang.

"Okay, brother, you can see. If you need anything, just say the word and everything will be fine," Mo Kunfeng answered without changing his face and still laughing.

With his head down, Xiao Fan continued his tea party.

...

Mo Kunfeng was eager to talk to Lin Zhentiang. Suddenly he turned around and asked Xiao Fan with a sneer: "Yes, brother Xiao, forgive the rude question, but say: who taught you, after all, such an incomparable art of medicine? If I may, will you tell me, old man? And it would also be wonderful if I could meet this outstanding husband!"

"I'm sorry, there's no way!" - Xiao Fang answered indifferently, leaving the cup aside.

On hearing Xiao Fan's answer, Mo Kunfeng froze in perplexity the same second. With a chuckle, he said: "Okay! I was rude, I apologize to my brother."

"This way, this way, Brother Zhentian, let's have a drink!"

Then Mo Kunfeng had another three or four glasses with Lin Zhentian. They were joined by Moe Yun, who made a few jokes with great hunting. Moe Kunfeng and Lin Zhentian laughed in full voice. They were in a relaxed mood for a few more minutes.

And then they made the third toast!

"Yes, Xiao's brother, I don't know whether to tell me or not..." - Mo Kunfeng suddenly put the glass down and looked at Xiao Fan with a good-natured sigh.

"Speak up!" - Xiao Fan spoke calmly.

"I don't know... would Brother Xiao be interested in going to my personal physician?"

Mo Kunfeng continued with a slight smile: "To old Mo Kunfeng, one of the oldest in the Mo clan..."

"No!" - coldly cut off Xiao Fang before Mo Kunfeng came up with something else to say.

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This time, after Xiao Fan's second rejection, Mo Kunfeng found it harder to keep cool. Gradually, the smile came off Moe's face. Looking at Xiao Fan without feeling, the old man clearly said: "Brother Xiao, think about what else is on offer, I..."

"Told you I wasn't interested. The third time I will not repeat" - completely unceremoniously interrupted once again Xiao Fan speech Mo Kunfeng, making it clear that this topic he was tired of.

Mo Kunfeng was amazed. The ice coldness was in his gaze towards Xiao Fan. The old man didn't make a sound.

At the same time, it was as if the temperature was dropping a little bit in the whole room. Now it seemed as if the cold had come as if it was raining and his back had caught on.

"Xiao Fang, this evening my grandfather did you a lot of honor, you can't let it pass you by!"

Mo Yun sat up straight, stared at Xiao Fan and spoke often and often: "Our patience is not infinite, and you better not make it end!"

Lin Zhentian saw that a fight was about to happen. There was a tiny drop of sweat on his forehead. He hurriedly got up, bowed down to Moe Kunfeng and Mo Yun, wrapped one hand in his fist and said with a smile: "Honourable Moe, you shouldn't worry at all. My brother Xiao's character is very free and he is not particularly accustomed to obeying, and he is also young, but how to behave when communicating is not easy. If he has allowed himself to be harsh, I ask the honorable Moe to show nobility and not to produce arguments!

"If you want to watch Brother Xiao apply his medical skills and put his knowledge in his service, I believe we can discuss it slowly..."

"That's enough, Lin Zhentian, don't say anything else!"

Mo Kunfeng interrupted Lin Zhentian's speech and twitched his hand. He followed Xiao Fang with a completely lifeless look. The old man's mouth was touched by a cold smile: "Everything that I, Mo Kungfeng, intend to do is sure to come true, and what I, Mo Kungfeng, demand today, absolutely no one can refuse!"

"Honourable Moe, do you think it's right or not? Any other demands, just tell me, I'll do anything for you..." - there was another cold sweat on Lin Zhengtian's forehead. Kneeling at his waist, he bent even more, with a sour mine begging Mo Kunfeng to back off.

"Lin, brother!"

Xiao Fan suddenly got up, patted Lin Zhentian on the back and said with a light smile: "Don't, don't strain yourself. I'll take care of this situation myself!"

"Don't you get it? They wanted to get you out of the way from the beginning, and now they're finally not pretending, they've opened up to the end!"

Lin Zhentian was a bit mistaken!

"Okay, you cheated for a long time. "Don't get tired of lying, and I'm tired of looking at this!"

Xiao Fang dragged Lin Zhentian behind his back and told Mo Kunfeng and Mo Yun, laughing serenely: "If you want to wave your fists, then drive. Mo says you're already pretty annoyed. To tell you the truth, I'm pretty pissed off too!"

Moe Kunfeng and Mo Yun took their time. Both of them, stepping on Xiao Fan, were drilling with their eyes. The cold-blooded and grim plot of the assassination attempt came through their eyes, penetrating into the bones of Xiao and Lin.

Suddenly!

Moe Kunfeng spoke in a lazy voice: "Okay, then I won't hide it either."

"Dark Eight, Dark Ninth, go and bring it to me, just look, don't work too hard. I need it alive!" - Moe Kunfen turned his head and gave a dry order to the space behind his back.