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He smiled bitterly at the middle-aged man and replied, "I have let younger brother Mingyu and the Old City Lord of Dongfang City down, I have eyes but failed to recognize Mt. Tai. Yesterday, not only did I contradict Mr. Mo, I even said that he was a swindler, so I could only kneel here and beg for your forgiveness."

Hearing this, the middle-aged couple, the old man, and the pair of father and son looked extremely shocked.

Yesterday, when Ye Mingchao left the Heavenly Pavilion in a huff, they had long heard of the rumor that Mr. Mo was a swindler.

However, he didn't expect that the person who said so early in the morning that Mr Mo was a swindler, Ye Mingchao, would actually respectfully kneel outside the door.

After that, everyone's expression changed, revealing their joy.

At this moment, Ye Mingshan was kneeling outside the door. This meant that this Mister Mo truly had profound medical skills.

Hearing Ye Mingshan's words, Nangong Xue Wei could only bitterly smile. The shock in her eyes was hard to conceal.

Yesterday, when Mr. Mo said that Ye Mingchao would be back at the latest in the morning, she did not believe him.

However, when it was still just a child last night, Ye Mingshan rushed straight to the Sky Pavilion, begging to see Mister Mo and to have him kneel outside the door to wait. Although the dignified City Lord of Mausoleum of Moon hesitated, in the end, he did not hesitate to kneel and wait outside the door.

At this moment, Nangong Xuewei was completely clear that this Mister Mo was even more unfathomable than she had imagined.

This was her chance, and she was glad to have been in touch with this Mr. Mo from the beginning.

On the other hand, the father and son pair revealed a secretly happy expression after hearing Ye Mingshan's words, but their gazes landed on the Yun family's father and son.

"Yi, isn't this the city lord? Are you saying that a man has gold under his knees? Why are you kneeling here?"

The middle-aged man asked even though he already knew the answer. As he stared at Yun Zhenhai who was kneeling outside the door, a cold and mocking glint flashed across his eyes.

Zhao Yuqiang knew that the Yun Family was doomed. The Yun Family's so-called genius son had already been crippled, and Yun Zhenhai's three years were not as good as he used to be.

Zhao Yuqiang's son was still an inner sect disciple of the Celestial Sect. He might soon be able to become a direct disciple of an elder or even the Sect Leader.

At that time, what was the Yun Family worth?

All these years, Yun Zhenhai had been suppressing Zhao Yuqiang. In the future, things would be different. It wouldn't be long before he could trample Yun Zhenhai beneath his feet!

Thinking of this, the joy in Zhao Yuqiang's eyes could not help but flash.

"If I can get Mister Mo to help treat my son's injuries, I, Yun Zhenhai, will be a slave or a servant." Yun Zhenhai said, his back still ramrod straight, his gaze resolute.

"Your son is unfilial!"

Yun Qianhao kowtowed towards his father, then continued to prop himself up and kneel. How could he not know that this was Zhao Yuqiang humiliating his father? If it was because of him, then how could he be humiliated by Zhao Yuqiang?

"Sigh, such a pity!"

Zhao Yuqiang sighed with a smile that didn't reach his eyes, but a sneer appeared in the corner of his eyes.

The once exceptional genius was now nothing more than a piece of trash. How could he compare to his son?

"Hmph, he's already a piece of trash. He no longer has the qualifications to compete with me!"

The corner of Zhao Hu's eyes glanced at Yun Qianhao, his expression cold.

Once, that so-called peerless genius who was two years younger than him but had always suppressed him to the point where he couldn't breathe was just a flash in the pan. If he offended someone he shouldn't have offended, he would be lucky if he didn't die.

In the entire Southern Cloud City, Zhao Hu was the only genius. His radiance shouldn't be hidden.

"Zhao Xuan, I've never thought of fighting with you before, how could Haoyue possibly think of fighting with Firefly!"

Yun Qian Hao raised his eyes and glanced at Zhao Hu, before retracting his gaze.

"Trash like you still dare to be arrogant!"

Zhao Xuan's face sank, he had originally thought that after being crippled, this little brat would behave in front of him, but who would have thought that this little brat would actually look down on him like this?

"Three years ago, do you dare to speak like that in front of me!" Yun Qian Hao continued to speak indifferently.

"You …"

Zhao Xuan's eyes were filled with rage, and he coldly stared at Yun Qianhao, which explained his sore point.

"What? Is what my son said wrong? Do you think that my son can be bullied by others just because he can't stand up?!" Yun Zhenhai opened his mouth and looked at Zhao Xuan.

Alright, Hu'er. After all, the two of you were once in the same sect. Now that nephew Qian Hao has been crippled, your mood will definitely not be too good.

Zhao Yuqiang tried to smooth things over, but didn't seem to care.

The Zhao Family and the Yun Family would face each other one day, there was no need to hide anymore. If not for Yun Zhenhai's presence, he would have stopped worrying long ago.

Looking at the father and son from the Zhao Family and Yun Family, the gazes of the people on the side also slightly moved. They seemed to all have their own thoughts and were not too surprised. They were only sighing for the father and son from the Yun Family.

Yun Qianhao had originally been the pride of the heavens, but now he was a cripple.

As for the Zhao Family's Zhao Hu, it was said that his performance in the Celestial Sect was extraordinary, and it wouldn't be long before the Yun Family could no longer suppress the Zhao Family in Southcloud City.

"The first person to seek a diagnosis can come in now!"

At this moment, a faint voice came from the door.

Hearing this, everyone became serious and looked towards the door, especially Ye Mingshan and Yun Zhenhai. Their gazes were filled with reverence and determination.

"Vice City Lord Zhao, you guys are ranked first today. Young Master Zhao can enter now." Nangong Xue Wei said.

Hearing the words' Vice City Lord Zhao ', Zhao Yuqiang felt slightly unhappy, but he did not reveal it. He nodded his head and said to Yun Zhenhai with great interest, "City Lord Yun, I'll be going in first. You can slowly kneel, I'll ask Mister Mo if there's really any hope for you."

With that, Zhao Yuqiang and his son pushed open the door and entered.

In the small hall, Du Shaotian had already stood with his hands behind his back, watching the father and son duo as they pushed open the door and entered.

"Greetings, Mr. Mo!"

Zhao Yuqiang closed the door and looked at the rumored Mr. Mo. Although he was young, he looked like he was in his thirties, but with Ye Mingshan kneeling outside the door, he did not dare to disrespect him. Zhao Yuqiang cupped his fists in greeting, and when he saw that his son did not react, he quickly raised his eyes to look at him.

"Greetings, Mr. Mo."

Zhao Xuan pretended to bow, but his eyes continued to sweep across Du Shaotian's body, emitting a proud aura.

He was an inner sect disciple of Celestial Sect, and normally, he would come into contact with Celestial Sect's protectors and elders, who were considered to be powerful existences outside of the sect. From the looks of it, the so-called Mister Mo was only this young, how strong could he be?

"Which one of you is seeking medical attention?" Du Shaotian asked.

"Mister Mo, I'm Zhao Yuqiang from Southern Cloud City's Zhao Family. My son, Zhao Hu, became an inner sect disciple of the Celestial Sect three years ago …"

Zhao Yuqiang said as he stated his and his son's identities. In his eyes, there was a hint of confidence.

In the Zhao Clan of Southcloud City, the Dreamy Cloud Nine City was also extremely famous.

Furthermore, his own son was an inner sect disciple of the Celestial Sect. With his status, it was highly likely that Mr. Mo would work even harder. Who would dare to be disrespectful to the Celestial Sect and not give them face?

"I'm asking which one of you two is seeking a diagnosis, so don't waste my time."

Before he could finish his words, Du Shaotian interrupted Zhao Yuqiang.

Zhao Yuqiang's face immediately twitched. He had never expected to reveal the background of Celestial Sect and his son's status as an inner sect disciple. The other party actually didn't even put him in their eyes.

"I am the one seeking a diagnosis. It is said that you are able to help people to open their acupoints. Inside my body, there are two acupoints within my meridians that are not clear. I wonder if you can help me open them?"

The corner of Zhao Xuan's eyes twitched. This Mister Mo actually didn't even put Celestial Sect in his eyes. With such a pretentious manner, his face revealed some displeasure.

"Yin, Gu, two acupoints are in the eight extraordinary meridians, it is not impossible for me to help you open them, twenty-two million grade primeval stones!" Du Shaotian said.

"Twenty million …" A grade two primeval stone! "

Hearing this, the gazes of Zhao Yuqiang and Zhao Xuan, father and son, could not help but violently twitch.

Twenty million grade two hundred thousand crystals, it wasn't even a grade one spirit crystal.

A grade two spirit crystal was equal to a grade one hundred and ten spirit stones.

Without a doubt, these 22 million grade primeval stones were equivalent to two billion grade one primeval stones. Even if the Zhao Family was wealthy, it would be equal to all their wealth.