The Capital's Dragon Doctor

"If this kid knows what's good for him, then fine. If not, I'll give you half an hour. You must kill him for me!"

After giving Zhou Yi a few brief instructions, Murong Yuan turned and headed for the bedroom.

He had to meet this kid named Lin Feng in person.

"Yes, Great Elder!"

Hearing Murong Yuan's request, Zhou Yi said nothing more. He simply acknowledged the order, then turned and headed toward the back mountain.

「…」

In the quiet, secluded courtyard, Lin Feng calmly dragged Zhou Tianyu's corpse toward the Murong Family's main building.

Though it was only six in the morning, many servants were already awake and had begun their cleaning duties.

When they saw the scene, the expressions on their faces immediately changed.

After all, Lin Feng was a stranger to them. They knew he was the honored guest invited over the previous day, but they didn't know anything about him.

And now this complete stranger was dragging a corpse through the Murong family estate!

It was a good thing they were servants of a Hidden Clan and were used to seeing shocking sights.

Otherwise, any ordinary person would have been so terrified by Lin Feng's presence and the gruesome scene that their legs would have given out.

"Sir, who is that? Why are you dragging him?"

Finally, just as Lin Feng was about to enter Patriarch Murong's private chambers, a girl in a maid's uniform stepped in front of him and asked cautiously.

The scene immediately drew the attention of many other servants in the building. They began to gather, craning their necks to get a look at Lin Feng with a mixture of curiosity and fear.

Lin Feng couldn't be bothered with these curious onlookers. He maintained his indifferent expression and continued to walk forward.

"Hey! What's wrong with you? I'm talking to you! I asked you a question!"

Seeing Lin Feng ignore her completely, the girl grew frantic and moved to block his path again.

She had come specifically to clean the chambers today, but she hadn't expected to run into someone so rude.

He was someone she had never even seen before.

Not only did he ignore her, but he was now walking right past her!

Just then, she heard footsteps behind her, followed by an old, gravelly voice.

"What are you doing? Get back to your work!"

"Great Elder!"

Upon seeing who it was, the girl who had been blocking Lin Feng's path bowed respectfully and scurried away.

Lin Feng, however, continued forward without the slightest hesitation, but the old voice spoke again.

"You must be the young friend, Lin Feng, correct?"

"I am the Great Elder of the Murong Family, Murong Yuan. You can call me Elder Yuan."

At these words, Lin Feng stopped. He turned his head to look at the speaker.

"Murong Yuan."

He murmured the name, as if confirming something, before speaking again.

"Murong Yuan. For some reason, just hearing that name is annoying."

Hearing Lin Feng's blunt words, a flicker of anger crossed Murong Yuan's face, and his eyes narrowed.

"Heh. Since you already know my name, young friend, we can sit down and have a proper chat."

Lin Feng chuckled, then pointed at Zhou Tianyu's corpse.

"Elder Yuan, I need an explanation."

"I came here at the request of your family's daughter to treat your Patriarch, but I was targeted by an assassin on my very first night."

"Is this how the Murong Family shows its hospitality?"

"I am not pleased about this matter at all."

Lin Feng's voice was ice-cold. As Murong Yuan listened to his accusations, his own expression gradually turned to one of anger.

"What? To think something like this could happen! Who would be so audacious!"

"Young friend Lin Feng, hand the body over to me. I will begin an investigation at once. Within three hours, I will absolutely find the person behind this for you!"

After his outburst, Murong Yuan's expression immediately shifted.

"However, this incident has clearly left a bad impression on you. How about this? If you have time today, young friend, why not join me in my quarters for a simple meal?"

"Your medical skills are superb, and you were willing to help our Murong Family, yet this happened. On behalf of our Patriarch, I apologize!"

After speaking, Murong Yuan, a man in his eighties, actually straightened his clothes and gave Lin Feng a slow, deep bow, his attitude the very picture of sincerity.

But upon hearing Murong Yuan's words, Lin Feng shook his head as a glint of suspicion and coldness flashed in his eyes.

'The man's words were eloquent, to be sure, but they reeked of hypocrisy.'

'Lin Feng was certain the old man knew something and was deliberately stalling, trying to deceive him with empty words.'

'His immediate demand for Zhou Tianyu's body was especially suspicious.'

'But Lin Feng was no fool. He knew this invitation came with an ulterior motive.'

"Sorry, I can't give you the body," Lin Feng said, refusing with a wave of his hand. "Until I see your Patriarch and receive a satisfactory explanation, this corpse stays with me."

"As expected of someone so accomplished at such a young age. Not only are your medical skills profound, but your mind is also sharp. Truly impressive!" Murong Yuan praised, but then his tone shifted.

"I'm just curious why a young man of your accomplishments would come to treat our Patriarch Murong."

"Is it because you need some sort of favor from our Patriarch?"

"If that's the case, young friend, you need only speak to me. Although I am merely an Elder of the Murong Family, I am still part of the main family. Anything the Patriarch can do, I can do as well."

"Furthermore, I have some of my own assets and connections on the outside. I could certainly help you with some minor matters."

"So, you see, you could simply forgo this treatment. It would be better for everyone!"

As Murong Yuan spoke, his gaze was incredibly deep, as if it could see right through a person's soul.

But Lin Feng was unmoved. A faint smile played on his lips as he stared intently at Murong Yuan.

"Great Elder, are you trying to recruit me?"

"And you say you can do anything the Patriarch can. Does this mean the Murong Clan has two Patriarchs?"

Without waiting for an answer, he ignored Murong Yuan and started walking again, intending to go around him and head for Murong Yi Yun's room.

"Heh, you jest, young friend. The Murong Family has only one Patriarch."

"Since you insist on finding the Patriarch, you should go to the back mountain."

"As you know, our Patriarch suffers from a chronic illness, so he goes for a walk on the back mountain every day to get some fresh air."

"In fact, the Patriarch should be in the gazebo right now. You can go right ahead."