Just as the man with the triangular eyes was about to make the call, his hand suddenly trembled the moment he dialed, and his phone dropped to the floor beneath the car seat.
"What's going on? Why did my hand suddenly shake?"
His eyes were filled with terror. His hands were trembling violently, as if he had Parkinson's.
He didn't know what was happening. He was desperate to retrieve his phone and call an ambulance. In his current state, he couldn't drive. His legs and entire body were cramping, the pain contorting his face.
When he finally managed to get his phone back, his hands were completely weak, shaking uncontrollably.
"Why is this happening? What's wrong with me?"
"It's Lin Xiaotian!"
Suddenly, he seemed to recall something, especially the change in Lin Xiaotian's eyes as he left.
"You must have done this. No wonder you said you'd spare my life, only for me to suffer this torment!"
He was filled with regret, his gut churning. If he had known this would happen, he would never have agreed to that matter, nor would he have given Lin Xiaotian such useful information. But now, he couldn't even call an ambulance for himself.
In the sweltering summer heat, trapped in his car with his muscles cramping and unable to move, he knew he would likely suffocate to death soon.
Fear spread through his heart, but he was helpless. The place where he had hidden his car was remote, with no one around. The sun beat down directly on the car, turning it into a steamer, and he felt the imminent threat of death.
He wanted to cry for help, but found his voice was extremely limited, unable to reach anyone. Outside the car, he was consumed by despair, his eyes filled with nothing but endless terror, the agony of awaiting death.
Lin Xiaotian had already arrived at the hotel. As soon as he got there, he saw a man pacing anxiously by the entrance.
The man looked at least sixty or seventy years old, his temples completely white, dressed in a black Tang suit. His eyes were filled with anxiety and fear, his face looked exhausted, and he kept looking around.
Lin Xiaotian had asked Wu Gaoyang to return to the antique shop, while he came here alone.
As he got out of the car, Du Jinpeng glanced over. Seeing only a young man in his early twenties, he didn't pay much attention. Anyone who could solve his problem would at least be a true master.
Even at the Grandmaster realm, no one was younger than thirty. This was common knowledge in the martial arts world.
Lin Xiaotian walked over with a smile. "Are you Du Jinpeng?"
Du Jinpeng looked at him with obvious confusion and surprise. "Who are you?"
"I called you earlier. I'm the one who can help you with your troubles."
"You can tell me anything you need. There's basically nothing in this world I can't solve."
Lin Xiaotian smiled, a hint of arrogance in his eyes. He wasn't exaggerating. If even he couldn't solve it, Du Jinpeng could simply wait for death.
Whether Du Jinpeng had the Medicine King Cauldron was crucial for Lin Xiaotian to break through his curse.
This matter was extremely important to him, and he wanted no trouble.
Du Jinpeng, however, wore a bitter smile. "Are you alone?"
"If you're alone, you definitely can't solve this problem. I don't know why he recommended you to me, but even a Grandmaster like him couldn't do it, let alone a young man like you."
"I'm very busy, and I've been racking my brain for my family's troubles, even having to beg for help. I'll have to excuse myself for now."
"I won't let you come all this way for nothing. This card contains a hundred thousand, consider it your travel fee."
Lin Xiaotian raised an eyebrow. He knew it would be difficult to gain Du Jinpeng's trust, but he hadn't expected Du Jinpeng to dismiss him with a hundred thousand yuan without even giving him a chance to explain his troubles.
However, since he wanted the Medicine King Cauldron, he naturally wouldn't get angry.
He smiled and said, "Besides me, there are probably very few people in this city who can help you with your troubles. You could have gone to the Special Operations Department, but you didn't. You must have encountered some difficulties."
"Let's put that aside for now. Another option is to seek help from the Heavenly Net."
When Du Jinpeng heard the words "Heavenly Net," his face filled with intense hatred. He gritted his teeth and said, "Young man, you don't look like a wicked person."
"Those beasts from the Heavenly Net are all scoundrels with no bottom line. I would rather die than cooperate with them."
"I also hope you stay away from them, try not to get close to them. After all, proximity corrupts. If you spend too long with them, you might get implicated. Those people will be finished sooner or later."
Lin Xiaotian could hear the hatred in his words, clearly indicating a deep conflict with the Heavenly Net.
A faint smile played on his lips. "Elder Du, since you don't want to deal with the Heavenly Net, nor the Special Operations Department, then your current troubles are indeed difficult to resolve."
"However, that's relative to others. For me, even the greatest trouble can be easily resolved."
"Just tell me your troubles, and I can solve them first before we discuss compensation."
Du Jinpeng was stunned. He hadn't expected this young man to be so confident. A look of helplessness appeared on his face. "Young man, I know you're young and ambitious, but some things are useless even if I tell you."
"You, a mere youngster, cannot solve these troubles. You should go back. If you have powerful backing, have your master come. Anyone below the level of a Celestial Being is no match for them."
Du Jinpeng had initially been greatly disappointed, thinking that after he said this, Lin Xiaotian would retreat, or at least save face.
Unexpectedly, Lin Xiaotian's face broke into a smile.