Chapter 142: Chapter 107: Identification (7K, two-in-one guaranteed chapter)_4
As for the eyeball’s recovery, it would require Li Qianfeng to cultivate to the Three Immortal Realms before regenerative abilities could heal the limb and allow the nerves inside the eyeball to regrow.
Although the treatment process was fraught with danger, the outcome was ultimately good. Once the young man’s eyeball was bandaged, everyone sighed in relief.
The divine physician bowed and took his leave from Chen Hefang, without asking any further questions.
As the divine physician was leaving the courtyard, he happened to run into Li Hao, who asked, “Is he cured?”
The elderly divine physician saw Li Hao’s attire and recognized him as a direct descendant of the Li Family, not daring to neglect him and assuming he came out of concern for Li Qianfeng, he said with a smile:
“The injury has been temporarily stabilized. The wound should fully scab over in a couple of days.”
Li Hao nodded. The Bodhisattva of Immeasurable Mountain had acted too quickly, and he had not managed to inflict a deeper wound, knowing that such an injury was not much for the latter.
Even though an eyeball was ruined, hindering his field of vision somewhat, given his talent, the probability of him cultivating to the Immortal Realm was extremely high. There was still the possibility of regeneration in the future.
Inside the courtyard.
Once Li Qianfeng’s wounds began to heal, Liu Yue Rong hurriedly asked after him with concern.
Does it hurt, can you see clearly, were you hurt anywhere else?
A mother’s affection was fully displayed, filled with genuine care and concern.
Li Tiangang stood to the side, his face unsightly, as if he had a thorn in his back.
Though Li Qianfeng’s body had calmed down, the temporary stimulation of his primary meridian had severely drained him, leaving him feeling utterly weak, his face extraordinarily pallid.
He looked towards his mother and said weakly, “Mother, I’m fine.”
Hearing her son’s words, Liu Yue Rong’s tears could no longer be held back, falling in big drops.
But she quickly dabbed them away with a handkerchief, turned her head sharply, and glared at Li Tiangang.
“Li Tiangang!”
Liu Yue Rong was full of grief and anger. She normally referred to him affectionately as “Seventh Brother” or “Marquis,” but now she was calling him by his name, indicating the extent of her anger:
“What a good son you’ve taught, how capable of teaching you are!”
“Filled with wolfish ambitions, despite the care I’ve shown these years, simply ungrateful!!”
The angry mother’s words roared within the courtyard, leaving everyone speechless.
“Qianfeng went to the mountain to cultivate at the age of six and never returned to the estate; it was always me who went to the mountain to visit him. They were cousins meeting for the first time, just a first meeting, so where could there be any grudge? Yet to strike with such viciousness!”
“Is it just for the True Dragon seat? Li Tiangang, if you want it, I’ll give it to your son, so why provoke him to bully my son?”
Li Tiangang’s face was unsightly, and he had nothing to say.
Although he had not incited or taught him.
But,
To not teach a child is the father’s fault!
Li Hao’s mistakes were not something he could avoid; he had to accept responsibility.
“Second sister-in-law, I will definitely give you and my brother an explanation!” Li Tiangang said gravely, with a storm of rage in his eyes.
He Jianlan’s expression changed slightly, and she said, “Seventh Brother, Hao Er acted on impulse; perhaps due to lack of experience in facing an enemy, he wasn’t measured in his actions, you should be more gentle…”
Liu Yue Rong, tearful, cut He Jianlan off before she could finish, looking at her and saying:
“Elder sister, have I ever offended you? Can my son’s brush with death really be attributed to a mere act of impulsivity, an accident?”
He Jianlan’s face changed slightly, and faced with Liu Yue Rong’s tearful and angry gaze, she chose to back down for the first time, offering no reply.
“Elder sister!”
Now, Li Tiangang also spoke, his gaze was terribly dark as he said:
“Hao’s outcome today is my fault, as I was not present to discipline him, allowing him the special treatment from everyone!”
“Your indulgence, your protection, your affection, I understand!”
“But if you are uncomfortable disciplining him, let me do it!”
With that, he turned and walked out of the courtyard.
At that moment, Li Hao entered the courtyard.
Father and son’s gazes collided at that instant.
“Unfilial son!!”
The rage in Li Tiangang’s eyes surged as he shouted, “Come and kneel, kowtow to your second aunt!”
Li Hao raised his eyebrows slightly. The misunderstanding from Li Mingguang and the others earlier had clued him in that others were also waiting for his explanation.
He had come here for that very reason.
Only he hadn’t expected his father to be so furious.
“Let the second aunt come out then, and while you’re at it, have Grandfather and Grandmother come out as well, to witness,” said Li Hao, expressionless.
Li Tiangang, taking it as a sign of his repentance, softened his angry expression slightly.
He didn’t need to go inside to inform the others, as they were all making their way to the courtyard at that moment.
Meanwhile, Li Mingguang, Bian Ruxue, and others following behind also entered the courtyard, standing behind Li Hao.
The courtyard was filled with Ms. Li and the direct descendants of the family.
Uncle Li Xuanli, and Uncle Li Fenghua were among them, their gazes complex as they watched Li Hao.
They saw a shadow of Li Junye in this star of the Li Family and felt a sense of kinship.
But Li Junye would never lift a hand against his own kin.
With everyone assembled, Li Hao looked to the mother and son, the second mother who usually feigned affection toward him with smiles, now bore no guise, her face full of anger and hatred.
But in that moment, no one thought her rage and hatred were misplaced.
Li Hao sneered, “Second mother, the karma of deeds done in the past you’re repaying today, does it taste good to you?!”
Liu Yue Rong’s face, full of hatred and anger, froze, her heart like being stabbed, violently quivering at its core.
The crowd was shocked and couldn’t help but turn their eyes toward Liu Yue Rong.
Liu Yue Rong, with an angry expression, said, “I don’t know what you’re talking about. You’ve harmed Qianfeng, maimed your cousin, and yet you still try to argue?!”
Li Hao, unwilling to play her game any longer, coldly chuckled, “When I was one and a half years old, you took me to your courtyard and made me take poison, ruining my Divine Blood. Have you forgotten that incident?!”