"Hey, kid, stop spouting nonsense here. So many experts have been unable to cure my cousin's illness, and you—a mere brat—claim you can cure him? What a joke," Mufeng said coldly.
"Exactly, boy, you better think about the consequences. If because of you, my cousin's illness is delayed, you are as good as dead,"
Mu Yun also chimed in from the side.
"What nonsense are you two talking about? Lin Chen is here because I invited him. I believe he can cure my brother's illness. If you spout any more nonsense, be careful, or I'll tear your mouths apart," Mu Yun rebuked them in a cold voice.
"Cousin, I'm doing this for our little cousin's sake. If anything goes wrong, don't blame us for not warning you," Mu Yun replied coldly.
"Enough from both of you. Xiao Ling is at death's door, yet you continue causing trouble here. If you have the skills, then cure him. If not, get out," said Mulin sternly.
