Quick Wear: I Fulfill the Wish of Cannon Fodder

At this moment, Gu Zeyan, who had been watching coldly from the side, suddenly became anxious. It was not because he had any deep feelings for this so-called village girl wife, but because his own life was now in her hands!

The subsequent treatment still depends on this wife with excellent medical skills. If I make a big deal out of it now, and if she just gives up, wouldn’t it be a waste of time?

So, he quickly stepped forward and said to Grandma Wen, "No, Grandma. Fuyao was indeed too impulsive this time, but no matter what, she is not only the daughter of the Wen family, but also the young mistress of our Gu family."

"If we report this to the police, it won't just affect your Wen family's reputation; my Gu family will also be implicated! So, you'd better think twice before you act on this matter!"

"Grandma, look at my sister now! She's safe and sound! If they really call the police to arrest me, the worst that can happen is that my sister and I will die together!"

Wen Fuyao gritted his teeth, his face terribly gloomy, not even the slightest hint of a joke. Even the experienced Madam Wen was startled by her fierce and resolute expression. After pondering for a moment, she finally decided to back down.

"Thank you for your help, young lady, but let's not call the police. After all, she is my granddaughter..." Old Madam Wen sighed deeply, shook her head helplessly, and then asked the security guard who came to help send her granddaughter to the hospital.

From the beginning to the end, Wen Fuyao was filled with resentment and dissatisfaction towards the strange woman who suddenly intervened in this matter. Now that the guests at the banquet had gradually dispersed, the few people left at the scene would probably not meddle in other people's affairs.

Thinking of this, a hint of cunning and viciousness flashed in Wen Fuyao's eyes. Without hesitation, he took out three silver needles as thin as cow hair from his sleeve and shot them at Su Lan's fatal point.

Three crisp clang ...

Facing Su Lan's questioning, Wen Fuyao showed no fear. Instead, she folded her arms across her chest and sneered, "Hmph, you're not as skilled as others and you only know how to ask for help. It's a pity it's too late! I will definitely teach you a lesson today. Don't meddle in other people's business! Otherwise..."

"Oh? I, old Taoist, didn't realize that you've only been down the mountain for a short while, and your temper has gotten so bad!" With a furious shout, Taoist Li Ping appeared at the entrance to the hall. His face was gloomy, his eyes fixed on the front, and he strode in with a whisk tightly gripped in his hand.

"Master!" Wen Fuyao and Lin Qian shouted in unison, their voices tinged with fear. Seeing this, Gu Zeyan, standing nearby, quickly followed his wife in bowing deeply to the old man. However, the Taoist priest Liping didn't even glance at Gu Zeyan, as if he hadn't noticed him at all.

It turned out that long before Wen Fuyao said such resolute words as kneeling down to her own grandmother, Taoist Liping had already hurried here.

However, he was torn between a deep and profound dilemma. On the one hand, he felt sorry for his disciple, whom he cherished like his own daughter. On the other, he worried that a hasty intervention would lead to more serious consequences, perhaps even costing an innocent life. Just as he was wavering, Su Xiaoyou intervened in time to avert the crisis.

At this time, Taoist Liping walked up to Su Lan, bowed slightly and said, "My dear Su, we are truly destined to meet. I didn't expect to meet again so soon. Thanks to your generous help this time, I am truly grateful. I have come here today to sever this karmic relationship with her. If you or your descendants encounter any emergency in the future, just use this jade pendant and go to Wulian Mountain to find me."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of soft, flawless white mutton-fat jade pendant from his arms and handed it to Su Lan.

Su Lan didn't hesitate, reaching out her hands to take the jade pendant steadily and expressing her gratitude. After all, this was the reward she deserved for helping Taoist Li Ping break the calamity. Furthermore, this jade pendant could perfectly protect the original owner.

So, she nodded to Taoist Liping, then turned around and continued to help those who were hit by silver needles remove the fine needles from their bodies. She wanted to be a good person to the end and make more good friends for the original owner. As for the heroine who caused so much trouble, she would be handed over to her master Taoist Liping to deal with.

"Master! You must believe me! I really just want to teach those family members who gave birth to me but didn't raise me a lesson. I absolutely have no intention of harming anyone!" The heroine stared at him with her big watery eyes, a silly and innocent look on her face. She took small steps and hurriedly ran to the master, shaking his sleeves with both hands and acting coquettishly.

"Besides, Master, if you don't believe me, you can go ask Third Senior Brother! The acupuncture points I just used on that girl named Wen Xin'er weren't life-threatening! As long as someone can come to her rescue in time, there won't be any serious problems!"

At this moment, Lin Qian saw his master looking at him, his heart tightened, and he knelt on his knees with a plop, lowered his head and said: "Master, this is all my fault. I was at the scene at that time, but failed to stop my junior sister from making a mistake. I deserve to be punished. Please punish me, Master." After that, he knelt quietly on the ground, waiting for his master's decision.

The Taoist priest from Liping had a solemn expression on his face. He stared at Lin Qian with sharp eyes and snorted coldly, "Hmph! You little brat, you've wasted all those years of studying foreign languages. How come you can't even handle such a small matter? Although I haven't taught you acupuncture, I have taught you the art of grappling, right? In this situation, don't you know how to intervene?"

After saying this, Taoist Liping no longer paid any attention to Lin Qian and let him continue kneeling so that he would learn his lesson.

Seeing the increasingly tense atmosphere between the master and his disciples, Gu Zeyan quickly stepped forward to smooth things over. "Hey, Master Li, calm down! Fuyao is usually very measured in her actions. This time, it was her sister who went a little too far, which is why she's so angry. Don't worry, next time something like this happens, I'll definitely pay more attention and try to persuade Fuyao."

"Oh? You are the boy from the Gu family!" The old man narrowed his eyes and looked up and down at the young man in front of him, with a hint of curiosity and scrutiny in his tone.

"I am the younger generation. I have come to greet you today on behalf of my father." The young man bowed respectfully with a humble smile on his face.

Li Ping, standing nearby, stared intently at the couple, examining their faces carefully, silently calculating their fate. After a moment, his expression suddenly grew serious, but then, as if he had discovered something astonishing, he burst into laughter, "Hahahaha, so that's how it is!"

Years ago, Li Ping had predicted that Wen Fuyao possessed exceptional talent and intelligence, yet was inherently cold and apathetic, like a piece of beautiful, cold jade. However, he hadn't anticipated that after this earthly experience, Wen Fuyao's inner desires would gradually awaken and deepen, even reaching the point where she would disown her entire family.

At this moment, Wen Fuyao fell to her knees on the ground with a thud, looked at her master with tears in her eyes, and begged: "Master, I know I was wrong. I will reform myself in the future and never make the same mistake again." As she spoke, she turned her head reluctantly, looked at her husband beside her affectionately, and then turned her gaze back to Li Ping.

Li Ping remained unmoved by his beloved disciple's pleading. He simply said, "Well, Fuyao, the bond between you and me as master and disciple is growing increasingly shallow. However, considering our past friendship, I can offer my assistance and help you cure your ancestor's destined premature death. But in return, I will also need to take back all the skills I have taught you."

"How about you return to the mountain with me and no longer concern yourself with worldly affairs?

As he said this, Li Ping stared closely at Wen Fuyao's eyes, trying to discern her true thoughts from the changes in her expression.