The Crazy Son-In-Law

Xiao Shun nodded, “I see.”

The country they lived in had a large population base. Naturally, there were more people with the talent to become practitioners than in other countries. Although Xiao Shun didn’t know what they meant by “top-tier”, he could imagine it was an extremely high threshold.

Those who could become members of Dragon Court were surely rare. On one hand, becoming a top-tier practitioner required high talent and qualifications, as well as years of continuous practice. This alone would exclude eighty or ninety percent of people. On the other hand, most practitioners didn’t like the restrictions of the team, like Xiao Shun himself.

“If you need help, I have some connections overseas. With some money, we can deal with this ‘Evil Eyes’ organization you mentioned,” Duan Jia said.

Song Qingshan shook his head, “If possible, I want to personally avenge my brothers.”

Having said this, he looked at Xiao Shun earnestly.

“Master, please help Uncle Qingshan,” Song Linger couldn’t help but coo.

Xiao Shun thought for a moment, then spoke, “Let’s start by teaching you a set of Qi-conducting methods. Although it’s a bit late, it’s still useful for you. These energy pellets are convenient to carry, and you don’t need to brew medicine in the team anymore. You should see results in about two or three months. Later, let Linger teach you the Meteor Fist. Practice it slowly when you go back, I can’t help you much beyond that.”

Hearing this, Song Qingshan was overjoyed, a bright smile spread across his resolute and dark face. He didn’t know what to do for a moment and kept saying thanks.

“We’re all family, Uncle Qingshan, no need to be so polite,” Song Linger said with a smile.

“Family…”

Song Qingshan looked at her, then at Xiao Shun.This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

“Your niece has a dull mind, don’t take her seriously,” Xiao Shun gave Song Linger a glance.

Song Qingshan laughed with a complex expression, suddenly grimaced, and took a cool breath.

“What’s wrong?” Song Linger asked with concern.

“I got a little hurt, it’s almost better these days, but I guess the wound opened up again when I started moving with you earlier. I came today to have Mr. Xiao help me heal. I wanted to recover quickly, I didn’t expect Mr. Xiao to not only be good at medicine but also martial arts, I couldn’t resist and nearly forgot about this…”

Song Qingshan said with an embarrassed smile.

“Come on, let’s go inside, I’ll take a look at you,” Xiao Shun stood up.

Seeing that he had nothing to do here, Duan Jia bid farewell to the three and left the small courtyard.

Xiao Shun took Song Qingshan to the living room.

Song Qingshan took off his shirt, under the light, his lean wheat-colored muscles were shiny like waxing, clear lines, comparable to Duan Jia’s bulk.

Seeing the crisscrossing, shocking knife scars and bullet marks on his body, Song Linger couldn’t help but cover her mouth in surprise, her eyes welled up with tears.

She knew that Uncle Qingshan, who had been with her since she was young and always protected her, was always in the team, but she never imagined that so many scars would fall on him in this peaceful age.

Xiao Shun also couldn’t help but feel heavy.

Song Qingshan, the youngest son of Song Zhenhai.

The Song family was rich and powerful, he was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, had no worries about food and clothing since childhood, and could live a privileged life like other rich kids, hanging out in bars, racing cars, holding fine wine, embracing beautiful women, and squandering his youth.

Or go abroad to study and get a degree, and he could easily get a senior position in the family business when he came back.

However, this young man, who was about his age, dedicated his best years to the team that guarded this land.

Maybe not many people would know his name until he died, but the knife scars and bullet marks on his body were his medals.

Xiao Shun thought he could see things lightly at any time, but in fact, he couldn’t help but get involved in many things in the world.

Facing Song Qingshan’s full body scars, he was also moved.

That foot-long knife scar should have been left not long ago, and there was pus and blood seeping out of the wound.

“The medical conditions of the team should be good, how could this happen?” Xiao Shun wondered.

“I ran in the forest for several days before I escaped, the wound was already inflamed. Before I could get to the team hospital, I had the wound stitched at a local small hospital, where the conditions were limited. I thought it was fine and took the leave, but I found out it was not okay after it was over. I rushed back and just endured it.”

Song Qingshan was calm, as if he was talking about something trivial.

The knife scars on his body and the words he spoke were testament to the perilous and brutal circumstances he had faced. His comrades fell one by one in battle, leaving him alone in the deep forest, desperately evading pursuit.

Xiao Shun had traveled extensively with his teacher in the past, and he was familiar with the conditions of the great forest beyond the border line. In that place, where the dense forest blocked the sky, one could encounter all sorts of strange, unknown poisonous snakes, large swaths of toxic barriers, and predatory beasts that could suddenly appear before you. It was damp, cold, and the conditions were extremely harsh.

One could imagine how oppressed and desperate a wounded lone wolf would feel under such circumstances.

“Linger, fetch the ointment Tang Shishi didn’t finish last time, and then prepare another batch according to the formula I used for Tang Shishi. I’ll clean Uncle Qingshan’s wounds first,” Xiao Shun turned to Song Linger and said.

Song Linger responded and ran out to prepare the medicinal ingredients.

Xiao Shun had Song Qingshan lie on his side on the sofa, then took out a silver needle and inserted it into several points on his body. He immediately felt numb all over. A few seconds later, he could only feel sensations from the neck up.

“That’s amazing, it works faster than the anesthetic at the hospital,” Song Qingshan exclaimed in surprise.

Xiao Shun smiled, “And it’s environmentally friendly, natural and pollution-free.”

“Actually, it’s not necessary, I can bear this pain.”

“If you don’t have to endure, why should you?” Xiao Shun said.

“I’ll remove the stitches from your wound. Once Linger prepares the ointment, you’ll apply it several times and it will heal, and it won’t leave a scar.”

“Good, I trust Mr. Xiao,” Song Qingshan said with a grin.