Situ Liuguang, lying on the sickbed, showed a smile upon hearing the name of the Ya Zi team.
As the saying goes, the dragon begets nine sons, each with his own disposition.
Ya Zi is a mythical beast in ancient Chinese mythology, the second son of the dragon, the chief of scaly creatures and a divine beast. It is said to have the body of a jackal and the head of a dragon, born of a dragon and a jackal. Ancient historical records describe it as bloodthirsty, fierce, brave, and fond of fighting, always with a sword in its mouth, glaring angrily, and carved onto sword hilts and pommels to enhance their power. If this divine beast is offended, it will seek revenge by any means necessary. Thus, "Ya Zi will have revenge" is used to describe the deep-seated hatred of some people.
The Ya Zi team of the Situ family was unknown to most of its members. Situ Liuguang, as a contender for the next family head, was aware of its existence. The Ya Zi team had few members, but they were selected from the most loyal family retainers and subjected to the most brutal training, primarily in assassination. In fact, major families with thousands of years of history, like the Situ family, generally had organizations like the Ya Zi team. It wasn't even much of a secret. For these great families, these individuals were like nuclear weapons, mainly to deal with lunatics. If one played by martial world rules, they would also play by game rules. However, if anyone used excessive means against the Situ family, the Situ family would not hesitate to use the Ya Zi team to retaliate in kind. Furthermore, once the Situ family mobilized this force, it meant they were in an irreconcilable conflict with the opponent. Although they didn't know who killed Situ Leisheng, they could confirm that the person who attempted to assassinate Situ Liuguang this time was the sect leader of the Tianshan Sword Sect, so it was time to act!
Two days later, after his bandages were changed twice, Situ Liuguang's condition stabilized. He was then transported by ambulance to a manor owned by the Situ family in the capital. The subsequent treatment would be handled by the Situ family's doctors. While this doctor might not possess the surgical skills of the experts at the Capital Third People's Hospital, he was a top-tier specialist in rehabilitation. These martial artists, prone to bumps, bruises, and external injuries over the years, had accumulated rich clinical experience and many folk remedies. Take their hemostatic powder for external wounds, for instance; its efficacy was far superior to imported medications used in hospitals!
As night fell, the entire manor was brightly lit, exuding an atmosphere of peace and tranquility. However, this was merely an illusion, as the manor and its surroundings were under strict guard. The entire manor and its perimeter were covered with numerous cameras, and there were more than twenty sentries, both visible and hidden. These individuals were all skilled practitioners, the elite of the Situ family, and two even included retainers, constantly patrolling inside and outside the courtyard. Yet, no one knew that despite such stringent security, a figure had swaggered into the manor. This person was Ling Tian, who had applied an invisibility talisman to himself and then entered with extreme arrogance and impunity.
Meanwhile, in a room within the manor, an elder in his fifties, accompanied by two young men in their twenties, was preparing medicinal ingredients. They sorted the herbs, weighed them, ground them into powder, and then dried and processed them into a medicinal powder. The elder meticulously inspected the finished product before satisfiedly storing the medicine. He instructed his two disciples to gather early the next morning to change the medicine for their young master, Situ Liuguang. After finishing, the elder locked the door, and the three left the room.
Ling Tian stealthily approached the room. With a flash of thought, he entered the spiritual realm space, and with another flash, he was inside the room. Ling Tian opened the medicine cabinet and quickly found the prepared medicinal powder. He sniffed it, rapidly analyzing the composition of the powder and the dosage of the medicine. Ling Tian nodded to himself, acknowledging that this hemostatic powder was indeed excellent and extraordinary. It seemed that great families like the Situ family truly had expertise in treating bruises and external wounds. Ling Tian's thoughts raced, and a porcelain bottle appeared in his hand. He opened the bottle, poured some powder into the medicinal powder, and then carefully mixed the powders together before restoring the box to its original state and closing it. As his thoughts flashed again, he was outside the room. Ling Tian couldn't help but sneer, "This time, Situ Liuguang is dead for sure!"
The next morning, the doctor arrived at Situ Liuguang's room. He removed the gauze from Situ Liuguang's shoulder and then used alcohol to clear the residue from the wound. "Good, Young Master Situ's condition is recovering well. Everything is proceeding as we anticipated." Situ Liuguang was very pleased to hear this. "Thank you very much!" This doctor had served the Situ family for many years; his family had been retainers of the Situ family for generations. Situ Liuguang had often received treatment from this doctor after injuries sustained during his martial arts training, so he trusted him implicitly.
Next, the doctor brought out the medicinal powder he had prepared the previous day and carefully applied it to Situ Liuguang's wound. "Young Master, after applying this medicine, if all goes well, your wound should scab over in another two or three days," the doctor said while bandaging the wound. "Great, that's wonderful!" "However, the next few days are critical. Do not move around carelessly, and temporarily refrain from using internal energy to impact the wound, lest you rupture the newly healed blood vessels." "Alright, please rest assured, I will follow your medical advice. I hope for a speedy recovery." "You are too kind, Young Master Liuguang. Healing your injury is our shared goal!"
After the doctor left, Situ Liuguang lay alone on the bed, brooding. This injury had affected his training. He dared not cultivate the Black Flame Art at the moment. It was known that the Black Flame Art was a very potent technique. If he practiced it before his shoulder injury fully healed, it could cause severe damage to the wound or even cripple his arm! However, despite his serious injury, Situ Liuguang had not forgotten his main objective. He planned to meet with a few trusted subordinates the next day and instruct them to continue pressuring Bing Tian Pharmaceutical, forcing the Wang family to compromise and hand over Wang Bingxia...
Lost in thought, Situ Liuguang drifted off to sleep. However, about an hour later, he suddenly felt an itchy sensation in his wound!