Chapter 1258 557: Ideas (2)
The Old Family Master merely watched the backs of the two leaving and smiled silently.
He believed that when pushed to the brink, some people are willing to do some outrageous things.
Even if there's no gain, this is a no-cost venture for him.
Retracting his gaze, the Family Head Bo walked step by step towards the forbidden area of the Bo Family, where they guarded the Mourning Pillar.
Touching the Mourning Pillar, the Family Head Bo seemed contemplative.
His body resonated faintly with the Mourning Pillar.
Years of research, long-term anticipation, generations of legacy.
Finally, in his generation, there was gradual progress.
But it's not enough.
Some rare materials with potential are hard for even him to obtain.
This is not a problem of ability, but of luck.
"Original evil stone, if there were an original evil stone, maybe I could speed up my fusion with the Mourning Pillar."
"Then, I will be the Mourning Pillar, and the Mourning Pillar will be me!"
Generations of guarding have both created the Bo Family's glory and completely shackled the Bo Family in place.
A mobile Mourning Pillar is a good Mourning Pillar.
If successfully integrated into the body, collecting the remaining nine pillars is not impossible!
Amidst the thunderous sound of a lightning bolt.
The Patriarch of Bo Family raised his gaze to the towering Mourning Pillar, with eyes gleaming with endless ambition and desire!
...
Tasted defeat.
Master Jin was too optimistic, or rather, he didn't rightly perceive how rare those Divine Doctors privately supported by the Ten Major Families truly are as a resource.
Merely based on his words, merely based on his status as the Foolish Underworld Hall Master, he couldn't invite any of them.
"If the Lord of Mansion had come..."
Master Jin shook his head slightly.
If the Lord of Mansion personally came, it would be another scene entirely.
Moreover, the one injured was just a mere Deputy Captain this time.
From any perspective, it hasn't reached the extent to stir the Ten Major Families into selling favor.
If he had not been willing to solicit for Song Zhenrong, he might not even have seen the face of the family heads of the Ten Major Families.
In fact, even when he visited personally, he didn't meet all the family heads; some directly used seclusion as the reason to refuse.
Like the Bo Family, being willing to receive him and proposing specific rescue conditions, is almost exceptionally kind and considerate.
Tried his best, could only say tried his best.
Master Jin sighed and patted Song Zhenrong's shoulder.
"I'm okay, I can endure it... Lord Hall Master, you should rest first. I should also return to the inn and accompany my sister for the last journey..."
Song Zhenrong said hoarsely.
The sky was nearing dusk.
They had almost wasted an entire day with no results.
Master Jin helplessly could only let him open up a little.
Watching Master Jin leave, Song Zhenrong turned to look towards the depths of the Foolish Underworld.
There was the residence of the Lord of Mansion!
Song Zhenrong clenched his fist tightly.
How could he not understand that everything the old man of the Bo Family said was actually a trap?
But for his sister, he had to take a risk once, even if he had to stake his life!
With that thought, Song Zhenrong strode towards the depths of the Foolish Underworld.
Just at that moment, a voice suddenly rang out from behind.
"Captain Song! There's a situation! There's new development!"
What?
Song Zhenrong stopped and turned back.
The person who came was indeed his trusted confidant responsible for promptly reporting his sister's situation at the clinic.
Earlier, while he and Master Jin were visiting the Ten Major Families, it was this confidant with great legwork who was responsible for conveying real-time news.
Thanks to him, Song Zhenrong could always keep track of his sister's specific condition.
Very bad, just very bad, though doctors continuously joined and even a reward was offered, seeking a doctor's aid, but his sister's injury showed no sign of improvement.
This is the expected result; apart from the doctors supported by the Ten Major Families in Thunder City, those who are more skilled than Miracle Doctor Mo can be counted on one's fingers.
At that level of Divine Doctor, simple rewards cannot attract them.
Moreover, saving a Foolish Underworld Deputy Captain—even if successfully, it's fine, but failure could devastate the Divine Doctor's reputation, so there are few capable ones willing to step forward.
But now this confidant suddenly came running, leaving Song Zhenrong somewhat puzzled.
"What situation?" he asked.
But his confidant was already out of breath from running, only sticking a piece of paper to Song Zhenrong's chest.
Song Zhenrong picked it up and looked.
Only to see a drawing on the paper.
The drawing depicted an unfamiliar woman.
"Who is this?"
Song Zhenrong wondered.
"Divine Doctor!"
The trusted follower, having caught his breath by now, spoke excitedly.
"Even Miracle Doctor Mo couldn't help but praise this Divine Doctor, saying if it's her, she absolutely has a way to save Deputy Captain Song Xi!"
What?!
Is there truly such a Divine Doctor in Thunder City!
Song Zhenrong's spirit was instantly lifted, but upon looking at the portrait again, he still found it unfamiliar.
This meant one thing.
This person is not a native of Thunder City!
Not a native, with mountains and roads far away, and his sister only having a few final hours to cling to life. No matter how one looks at it, it's impossible for them to make it in time!
The trusted follower seemingly noticed the captain's concern and immediately shouted.
"Her name is Ding Hui. She's in Thunder City! She's right in Thunder City! When she entered the city, Captain Yi Feiyan happened to be on duty! Captain Yi has seen her! This portrait was drawn by Captain Yi based on memory!"
"Is there such a thing?!"
Song Zhenrong's expression was excited.
"Why haven't you invited Divine Doctor Ding over yet!"
The trusted follower then stopped his excited emotions, revealing a difficult expression, looking hesitant.
Song Zhenrong's heart sank.
"Don't hem and haw, speak up! What's the situation?"
The trusted follower this time lowered his head and spoke.
"According to, according to Captain Yi's information, after Divine Doctor Ding entered the city, she has been, has been staying at the White Cloud Inn."
White Cloud Inn?
Song Zhenrong was stunned on the spot.
The place they swept through last night was the White Cloud Inn.
But Song Zhenrong doesn't remember seeing this woman.
"The prison! Did we mistakenly injure and imprison her?"
Song Zhenrong spoke with uncertainty.
Even more uncertainly, he feared that perhaps someone accidentally injured Divine Doctor Ding fatally...
"No, no, no!"
The trusted follower shook his head repeatedly.
"Not in the prison! I asked the brothers who participated in the task last night. Some of them have seen Divine Doctor Ding! It was after the lord had a confrontation with that young man. That young man left the inn with Divine Doctor Ding together!"
What?!
Song Zhenrong was stunned on the spot.
His mind was a bit blank.
After gathering his thoughts, he showed a strange expression.
Last night, he had offended that inn's young man terribly.
And his sister, Song Xi, had a tense relationship with that young man.
Now, he needs to ask that young man's Divine Doctor companion to save his sister's life...
Will they agree?
Song Zhenrong felt the hope was slim.
But turning his gaze deeper into the Foolish Underworld, he weighed the success rates between both options.
He resolutely turned and walked away.
"Let's go! We need to track down Divine Doctor Ding's whereabouts!"
He would mobilize all his networks, even if it means turning Thunder City upside down, to find Divine Doctor Ding!
...
"Achoo!"
Ding Hui sneezed.
Fang Yu, who was studying [Repeat] ability, raised his eyelids.
"Caught a cold? I've always told you to take more rest, but once you get busy, you just won't stop."
Despite his words, Fang Yu still walked over with concern, pouring a cup of hot tea as Ding Hui rolled her eyes at him.
"Drink more hot water!"
"Humph!"
Ding Hui snorted lightly, though she felt delighted.
Taking a sip of hot tea, she asked.
"When do you plan to set out?"
"Nighttime. During the day there are too many people watching, it's inconvenient."
Fang Yu looked out the window; it was close to dusk, and the action window was approaching.
"Just teach them a lesson, don't blow things up too much. Behind the Forest Snake Gang, there're at least three factions. Use this as a lead to establish contact with them."
Fang Yu raised his eyebrows.
"That won't do. The Forest Snake Gang provoked us; we need to show a tough attitude, or else if we're underestimated, how can there be any cooperation in the future?"
Ding Hui chuckled.
"You've started to have ideas. Go ahead with your plan. I'm curious to see how far you can go."