The First National Preceptor of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 410

It turns out that these patients who were 'bedridden' were actually faking their illness.

To verify this idea, Xu Tian and the Minister of Works went to stay on the second floor.

"fry!"

"What bad luck! What a terrible hand!"

"Watch out, you pig-brain!"

Before they even got close, a commotion erupted from inside. Xu Tian's face instantly darkened, and the Minister of Works awkwardly scratched his head. He hadn't expected these people to feign illness and act so brazenly.

"Go open the door," Xu Tian ordered with a dark face.

The Minister of Works behind him forced himself to push open the door. Inside, the workers, who were engrossed in playing cards, stopped abruptly when they felt the cold wind rushing in.

"Your Excellency, what brings you here?" The first to react was a man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties. He was wearing a black mandarin jacket, and because he had been playing cards and was so excited, he had taken off his inner lining. But his flushed face and the wine jar at his feet betrayed what he and his entourage had been doing in the room.

"You guys really enjoy playing cards?" Stepping inside, Xu Tian raised an eyebrow, covered his mouth as he glanced at the cards on the table, then turned away and kicked over a wine jar at their feet, his face displeased: "I hired you at a high price, not so you could eat, drink, and have fun with me here. Now get back to your workstations."

"Who do you think you are?" Upon hearing Xu Tian's words, the middle-aged man instantly became agitated and, without thinking twice, tried to subdue Xu Tian, ​​only to be captured instead.

"The person in charge is Xu Tian." Xu Tian replied coldly, and with one move, he dislocated the man's left shoulder, causing the man to scream in pain.

"This is insane! You're sick!" the man yelled, his dark skin and burly physique losing their luster in front of Xu Tian.

Xu Tian ignored the man and instead glanced at the others who were still in the same position as when he entered. He said coldly, "Since you like to pretend to be sick, fine. Hurry up and pack your things and leave. We don't keep useless people here, and I don't need a bunch of trash like you under my command."

"Damn it! How dare you talk like that? Don't think you're so great just because you're in charge!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than someone cursed, pointing at Xu Tian with a mocking smile: "A mere servant dares to try and get me to do anything? Let your master come and talk to us, or we're not doing this job! Besides, we're all so weak, making us work now is just killing us and demoralizing us."

Xu Tian: "......"

Forgive him for speaking, but he really didn't see how weak the other party's body was, especially since they all looked more ferocious than the other.

“Since you’re sick, you should rest well. However…” Xu Tian glanced at the man who had just spoken, his tone contemptuous: “I happen to know a little about medicine, and I can help you take a look.”

"Speak," Xu Tian said, grabbing the big man's wrist and shattering his bones with a single forceful movement.

The crisp snapping sound made everyone present gasp.

The onlookers who rushed over after hearing the commotion couldn't help but feel sorry for the big man when they saw what happened.

The time had come. Xu Tian glanced at the workers at the door and demonstrated to them what it meant to be sick.

He immobilized the big man's pressure points, then forcefully twisted the man's wrists and ankles 180 degrees in opposite directions, deforming them completely. He also slightly modified the man's body. After several rounds of this, the big man was almost half-dead, panting heavily, which made everyone around him realize that Xu Tian was not someone to be trifled with.

Are you still sick?