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"Kid, don't put on an act in front of us. Do you know my identity? I am an inner disciple of the Guiyuan Sect. You, a mere mortal, trying to play games in front of us is just laughable. We ask you questions, and you'd better answer obediently; otherwise, it won't end well for you." Fang Xian had long been displeased with Jiang Chen, and now seeing him unappreciative and evasive, he spoke in a deep voice.
Jiang Chen glanced at Zhao Tingting and Fang Xian before saying to Zhao Tingting, "It seems I shouldn't have saved you earlier."
"As for you," Jiang Chen's gaze darkened, causing Fang Xian to involuntarily shiver.
"Heh, kid, are you not going to shed tears until you see the coffin? How dare you threaten me? I haven't fought anyone in a long time; today, I'll show you what it's like. Let's see how you plan to slap my face," Fang Xian quickly regained his composure and sneered.
People from the Hidden Sect were notoriously arrogant. As an inner disciple of the Guiyuan Sect, Fang Xian certainly wouldn't take a young man from the mundane world like Jiang Chen seriously.
"Slapping your face? I don't even need to lift a finger," Jiang Chen replied indifferently.
"You think anyone will help you?" Fang Xian scoffed even more, believing Jiang Chen was just stalling for time.
"Cough, cough, we're all friends here. There's no need to resort to violence. Xiao Fang, calm down; after all, you're an inner disciple of the Guiyuan Sect. Xiao Jiang is definitely not your match. And Xiao Jiang, you should also be more polite when speaking about the Hidden Sect," someone interjected.
"By the way, you just said you saved Tingting? When did that happen? I wasn't aware of it," Zhao Fangqiu asked with some confusion.
"Just now, your granddaughter was thrown a hundred meters by the shockwave. If no one helped her, do you really think she would be safe?" Jiang Chen chuckled, finding Zhao Fangqiu's ignorance amusing.
"Uh, you saved Tingting? That can't be true. If you saved her, she should have felt it!" Zhao Fangqiu quickly turned to his granddaughter.
"Grandpa, don't listen to his nonsense. I was just lucky and didn't fall; it has nothing to do with him. He's so shameless for trying to play the hero!" Zhao Tingting scoffed.
"Haha, exactly! This kid is so shameless; his words are utterly ridiculous," Fang Xian laughed heartily.
No one took Jiang Chen's words seriously; in fact, no one believed him at all. Zhao Fangqiu had initially been somewhat convinced but began to doubt as others expressed their disbelief.
Jiang Chen's words indeed seemed suspect.
Meanwhile, Li Fushi was hidden beneath a thicket of lush grass that emitted a faint green glow. After three minutes had passed, it gradually calmed down; the weeds had grown up to ten feet tall and were lush and verdant.
Suddenly, the grass rustled as someone pushed through it. Li Fushi slowly emerged under everyone's gaze.
At this moment, Li Fushi appeared rosy-cheeked and upright, full of vitality—completely different from his previous near-death state.
"How can this be?" Jin Weichu exclaimed in disbelief. His earlier strike had inflicted irreversible damage on Li Fushi's internal organs; even if he were rushed into an ICU room immediately, he wouldn't last long. Yet now, Li Fushi seemed completely unharmed and even appeared healthier than before the attack.
Not only Jin Weichu but even Li Fushi himself was quite surprised. He knew Jiang Chen possessed profound skills but hadn't expected that Jiang Chen could casually produce a pill with such miraculous life-restoring effects. Li Fushi was well-traveled and knowledgeable but had never imagined that such miraculous pills existed in this world—what common folk referred to as elixirs must surely be something like this pill.
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