Heavenly Dragon Doctor Son-in-Law

Chapter 272 272: Wang Xiuhe Wants Revenge on Longquan!

The old man puffing on his dry pipe clenched his fist furiously, his expression incredibly gloomy.

"Elder Hu, I understand your point," said an old man wearing a hat, voicing his opinion. "But with the great war imminent, we can't just suddenly remove him. Qiu Hu has, after all, become familiar with the situation in the Southern Region over these past three years. Besides, even if we wanted a replacement, certain figures at court have strong objections. There's no guarantee that a new commander would be stronger than Qiu Hu."

The old man smoking the dry pipe was instantly lost in thought. If he weren't so concerned about causing upheaval in the Southern Region, he would have removed him long ago.

"That's right, your concerns are valid," another man beside him sighed softly. "In all the world, only Qin Long could tame that lion, the Heavenly Dragon Army. Unfortunately, he perished in his prime. The heavens are truly jealous of genius..."

"Indeed. I had even planned to betroth my granddaughter to him," an elder added sorrowfully. "The men we sent out reported that they couldn't even find his remains."

The four elders exchanged glances, their faces etched with grief.

"If it were possible, I would willingly die in his place," one declared, "just to have Qin Long once again protect the magnificent lands of our Great Xia. Sigh..." If Qin Long were still alive, I would spare no effort to nurture him. But he's gone.

Outside the window, stars twinkled faintly as time slipped away on the breeze. Moonlight scattered over the Tang Family's courtyard.

At that moment, Qin Long was sitting on his bed, drenched in sweat.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

He slowly inserted Golden Needles one by one into the meridians of his right leg. Feeling a warm current flowing through them, a smile touched his lips. He could now feel a hint of pain in his leg—something that had been impossible before. It was a sign that the cells within his meridians were regenerating. This was wonderful news.

Truly a miracle.

Qin Long's face beamed as he looked at the Golden Needles in his leg, and he began to swiftly withdraw them. Afterward, he gazed at his right leg, deeply moved. He had assumed the medicinal pill would inevitably have side effects, yet none had appeared. This was a blessing from the heavens. Qin Long had used the Nine Yang Golden Needle technique to fully unleash the pill's medicinal power, leaving no residual energy to cause side effects. Anyone else would have surely suffered irreversible damage. Moreover, Qin Long's years of rigorous training had forged an excellent physical condition.

With the help of the Nine Yang Golden Needle, I should be fully recovered within seventy-two hours at most.

Qin Long felt a surge of confidence as he sensed his leg beginning to heal itself. Now, Wang Ming and the Wang Family behind him would definitely pay the price. Leaning on his crutch, Qin Long had been like a Divine Dragon in chains. Now that he was recovering, that Divine Dragon was about to soar to the heavens, its roar resounding across the world. The worries that had plagued him due to his disability now meant nothing. His strength would also return swiftly.

"Qiu Hu, my dear senior brother," Qin Long clenched his fist, his expression revealing an endless, chilling murderous intent. "You'd better stay alive. I will be the one to personally take your head!"

「The following day.」

「Jiangcheng.」

The fiasco of the proposal at the Sky Garden was spreading like wildfire. Many entertainment companies hadn't anticipated such a dramatic turn of events. The ever-boastful Wang Ming hadn't even made it through the main entrance of the Longquan Grand Hotel's inner hall. The three hundred-plus celebrities he had invited were left standing foolishly outside for hours.

However, the proposal at the Sky Garden did happen—but it was Tang Xuewu who was seen passionately kissing and embracing another wealthy young man in mid-air. The images paired perfectly with close-up shots of an enraged Wang Ming. This gimmick instantly caused an explosion across Jiangcheng's major entertainment networks, and countless people were captivated by the story.

Wang Xiuhe had to spend fifty million just to suppress some of the major media outlets. But in the information age, everyone is their own media. With short video platforms everywhere, it was impossible to stamp it out completely. Overnight, Wang Ming became the biggest joke in Jiangcheng.

The once high and mighty Wang Ming, who had been so arrogant just days before, was now being raked over the coals. The rich young man hadn't just snatched the private suite at the Longquan Grand Hotel; he had also successfully proposed to Tang Xuewu. It was safe to say that the whole of Jiangcheng knew Wang Ming had been made a cuckold.

Wang Ming didn't dare show his face in public. He spent his days holed up in his manor, angrily scrolling through short videos and watching himself being cursed online as completely worthless.

"Damn it!"

The brand-new phone he had just bought was instantly smashed to pieces.

"This is infuriating!" Burning with shame and anger, Wang Ming grabbed a nearby golf club and began wildly smashing the television and vases. The living room erupted in a chorus of crashing and shattering sounds, leaving a trail of destruction in its wake.

"Stop it!" Wang Xiuhe yelled, her face ugly with rage as she scolded him. "Haven't you embarrassed us enough?!"

"Mom! Avenge me! I'm going to kill that man! How dare he humiliate our Wang Family like this!" Wang Ming shouted furiously before collapsing into a nearby armchair.

"How am I supposed to avenge you? You don't even know who the hell cuckolded you!" Wang Xiuhe seethed, biting her lip with an expression of utter exasperation.

"Mom, Tang Yuxiang secretly told me," Wang Ming said after a pause, looking directly at her. "The one who proposed to Tang Xuewu was Qin Long!"

"Qin Long? That cripple with a cane?" Wang Xiuhe frowned, staring daggers at her son. "Why is Tang Yuxiang so certain?"

"He said Tang Xuewu told him personally. But I have my doubts, too." Wang Ming's face was a mask of disdain. If Qin Long were that incredible, why would he stick around the Tang Family, sponging off them? Besides, Lu Mingze of the Longquan Grand Hotel would never have slapped the Wang Family in the face for the sake of a cripple like him.

"Alright!" Wang Xiuhe commanded coldly after a moment of thought. "Forget about that for now. The real issue is that we were blocked at the door by Lu Mingze of the Longquan Grand Hotel. Without his order, his vice presidents would never have dared to speak to us like that. We must retaliate, or they'll think our Wang Family is weak and easily bullied!"

Hearing this, a smile bloomed on Wang Ming's face. "Mom, do you already have a plan?"

"I've already discussed it with the other bosses who were snubbed yesterday. Today, we're going to their Longquan Grand Hotel to host a 'banquet trap' for him! If he can't give us a satisfactory explanation, he won't get off lightly!" Wang Xiuhe's face was glacial as she licked a finger. They dared to slap the Wang Family in the face? Then they'd better be ready to face our wrath.

"Mom, I'll help you teach that bastard a lesson!" Wang Ming immediately clenched his fists, his expression furious.

"No! I have another plan for you to carry out." Wang Xiuhe waved him closer and whispered instructions in his ear.

Wang Ming's face immediately lit up with eagerness. "Don't worry, Mom. I'll handle it perfectly," he boasted, proudly patting his chest.

Soon, Wang Xiuhe and dozens of business magnates headed for the Longquan Grand Hotel together. These were all influential figures in Jiangcheng. Having been left out to dry by the Longquan Grand Hotel the day before, they were naturally seething. So today, they joined Wang Xiuhe to demand accountability.

The arrival was a spectacle of power. A fleet of more than a dozen custom luxury cars soon descended upon the parking lot of the Longquan Grand Hotel. Each tycoon was followed by a retinue of fit, menacing bodyguards. In an instant, a formidable group of more than a hundred people strode threateningly toward the entrance.

"Ms. Wang, look… the Longquan Hotel's name has been changed!" one of the tycoons exclaimed.