Urban Romantic Divine Doctor
Chapter 494 - 493, Strong Alliance

Chapter 494: Chapter 493, Strong Alliance

Qian Duoduo originally did not want to admit that matter.

But in the face of absolute evidence,

all he could do was be honest.

Yet he would never reveal Xu Wendong’s identity. Although he knew Xu Wendong’s identity, it would not kill him, but it would bring him a lot of trouble.

Of course, he also would not tell Lu Jian about Xu Wendong.

Such ungrateful behavior he would never do.

"Qian Duoduo, I advise you not to provoke my patience. If you really push me, I don’t care whether you’re the son of a Great Grandmaster or not!" Lu Jian’s eyes revealed a chilling murderous intent.

Qian Duoduo grinned: "Uncle Lu, if you want to kill me, you can do it anytime, but are you sure you want to kill your junior?"

"Even if my father’s strength is not as good as yours, you should weigh the consequences of killing me."

His tone was calm, as if discussing an unimportant matter.

Lu Jian’s eyes narrowed: "Are you threatening me?"

Pfft!

Seeing Lu Jian’s gaze, Qian Duoduo immediately felt like an invisible hammer had smashed hard on his heart, causing him to vomit a mouthful of blood.

His face turned pale as wax in an instant.

He wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth with a crazed smile: "I’m not threatening you but stating a fact."

"I, Qian Duoduo, the only son of the Qian Family, heir to the Qian Corporate Group."

"If I die, my father will surely avenge me."

"Even if he’s not your match."

"But he will suppress the Lu Clan’s industries in the business world and in reality, kill your entire Lu Clan."

"You shouldn’t doubt what I’m saying, right?"

Lu Jian’s face turned livid.

He indeed wasn’t afraid of Qian Wantian; after all, that guy was the weakest of the six Great Grandmasters.

But just as Qian Duoduo had said before,

if he really died,

Qian Wantian would certainly go mad for revenge.

To be targeted by a Great Grandmaster, let alone him, even Ye Gucheng, one of the pinnacles of martial power in the jianghu, would find it hard to eat or sleep!

"The foundation of the Qian Family is certainly strong, but if our Hu Family and the Lu Family join forces, what does the mere Qian Family count for?"

A cold voice exploded in the air.

Then,

a figure carrying a long knife on his shoulder flickered into Qian Duoduo’s view like a ghost.

He was over sixty, with silver hair, wearing a white robe, giving off an aura of violence like a prehistoric beast ready to go berserk at any moment.

He was Hu Yidao, one of the six Great Grandmasters of the martial world.

"I didn’t expect Brother Hu to come as well!" Lu Jian’s face was full of surprise.

Hu Yidao’s face was frosty: "My son Hu Tian died at the hands of another. As a father, how could I not come?"

"How could I not seek justice for my son?"

"I will cut off the murderer’s head and use it as an incense burner to honor my son’s spirit in heaven!"

Hu Yidao’s appearance raised an ominous premonition in Qian Duoduo’s heart. If it was just Lu Jian, his previous words could have completely deterred the other.

After all, Lu Qing was just Lu Jian’s nephew. Even if Lu Jian was eager to avenge his nephew, he would still have to weigh the pros and cons.

But Hu Yidao’s appearance was like a chip, causing the original situation to tilt significantly.

This was very unfavorable to him.

At this time,

Hu Yidao’s voice echoed: "Young Master Qian, we don’t want to be enemies with the Qian Family, but we also hope you don’t make it difficult for us!"

"Tell us the whereabouts of those two people from that day."

Qian Duoduo forced a smile, sat casually on the sofa, and took out a cigarette to light it.

He took a puff, recalling: "You two elders may not know, after the auction at the Su Residence, your clansmen coveted that amulet in my hand and actually joined forces to hunt me down."

"Fortunately, I, Qian, was meant to survive, escaping that overhanging disaster."

"But the bodyguards, brothers beside me,"

"died at the hands of your two clansmen."

"And your people didn’t stop hunting me down. I abandoned my car and fled, finally meeting my savior."

"If it weren’t for him stepping forward, I would have died long ago."

"Forgive my bluntness, don’t hold it against me, two elders. We are enemies, after all. Since that’s the case, why should I reveal my savior’s identity to fulfill my enemies?"

"Why would I do that?"

Facing the somber expressions of the two Great Grandmasters, Qian Duoduo showed no fear and continued: "Oh,"

"There’s one more thing I’d like to remind you two."

"That matter is already in the past. Although you’re angry and saddened, I hope you don’t try to find the whereabouts of that man."

"And don’t try to take revenge on him."

"Because you won’t be able to get your revenge, and you might even end up reuniting with your kin in the afterlife!"

Qian Duoduo still didn’t know the extent of Xu Wendong’s prowess, how strong he was,

but one thing was clear.

His strength was simply not something a Great Grandmaster could contend with.

Lu Jian sneered: "From what you’re saying, is that person very strong?"

Qian Duoduo nodded his shoulders without denial: "If he claimed to be the second strongest in the world, I’m afraid no one would dare claim first."

With these words,

Lu Jian and Hu Yidao both showed a look of surprise.

They thought of Nie Yunchuan.

Thought of the invincible existence beneath the Great Grandmaster level.

On the day their clansmen were killed, Nie Yunchuan also died unexpectedly.

Initially, they thought it was an accident. Now it seemed there must be some connection.

"Perhaps he’s very strong, but today I must know his identity. If you don’t comply, don’t blame me for using power to bully you!" Hu Yidao slowly drew the long knife from his back, its light purple blade emitting a sinister glow. The cold gleam on the edge made one’s spine shiver.

Qian Duoduo’s scalp tingled. This knife gave him a strong sense of oppression, not just because of the knife, but because Hu Yidao had a habit.

His cold blade, once unsheathed, would surely be blood-stained!

He stood up calmly, hands in pockets, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, striking a cool pose: "Whether Uncle Hu kills me or not, I, Qian Duoduo, stand here. If I move even a bit, consider it your win!"

Swish!

Hu Yidao swung a slash through the air.

A purple sword energy howled out, directly severing Qian Duoduo’s left arm, splattering a burst of scarlet blood, yet he just stood there silently.

As if he didn’t feel the pain from his severed arm. On the contrary, his face showed a slight smile: "It’s said that Uncle Hu’s blade slices iron like mud, and today I see it’s true!"

Hu Yidao’s eyes were icy cold: "You mentioned that person’s strength is formidable, yet even we aren’t his match. Since that’s so, why keep his identity tight-lipped?"

"Is it worth it for you doing this?"

Qian Duoduo looked at his familiar arm lying quietly on the ground, blood still flowing from the severed part. Then he looked up at the two Great Grandmasters in front of him, his face showing a beautiful smile tinged with sadness: "I don’t know if it’s worth it, but I only know one thing: a person should not be ungrateful!"

"Since that’s the case, then go to hell!" Hu Yidao raised the cold blade in his hand, slashing at Qian Duoduo, intending to kill him directly.

The purple sword energy flashed like lightning.

Qian Duoduo’s face remained calm, awaiting the arrival of death.

And at this moment,

a ghostly figure suddenly appeared, grabbing the terrifying sword energy with a bare hand.

Qian Duoduo was overwhelmed with joy: "Dad, you finally came out of seclusion!"