Chapter 62: Healing the Legs

This sight made Qin Li's face Cāngbái.

He gazed at Qin Yang Hàirán, never expecting Qin Yang to be so terrifying.

Seeing the man nailed to the ground, even as a bystander, he felt a pang of pain.

Terrifying.

Qin Li thought to himself, Hàirán.

He wanted to flee, but discovered his hands and feet simply would not obey.

Even trying to move a step was impossible.

Qin Yang said lightly: "Speak, who are you? With Qin Weiye's meager abilities, you still couldn't find bandits like you."

These people are clearly different.

Their aura is more terrifying than that of Ye Longfei's men.

If nothing unexpected happens, these people are all desperadoes.

And gathering such a band of desperadoes is something Qin Weiye could never do.

He lacks that kind of ability and means.

"Kill me, and someone will avenge me."

The man said coldly.

He was in so much pain he wished to die right then.

Qin Yang couldn't be bothered with him, instead turning his attention to Qin Li.

"Looks like you don't know anything."

Qin Li blinked slightly, wondering how Qin Yang knew.

He knew nothing about the background of this group, only that they were people his father had found.

Seeing Qin Yang staring at him, Qin Li nervously asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Using their own methods against them."

Qin Yang said.

Qin Li was no fool; he instantly grasped the meaning in Qin Yang's words.

He intended to kill him.

Realizing this, Qin Li's face turned white.

"You can't kill me; I'm your own brother. We share Qin Family blood. If you kill me, the world will despise you."

Qin Li said anxiously.

He was truly frightened.

Before Qin Yang, he didn't even have a chance to flee.

In this situation, all he could hope for was that Qin Yang wouldn't dare to strike and kill him.

But, does Qin Yang really not dare?

Qin Li wondered to himself.

Qin Yang grabbed Qin Li's neck with one hand.

Qin Li, nervous, lost control and urinated, a urine smell spreading to everyone's nostrils.

And the man nailed to the ground by Qin Yang suffered the most.

Because Qin Li's urine flowed directly onto his face.

He could not break free; his mouth and nose were filled with the smell of urine.

This smell even surpassed the sensation of pain, making him nauseous to the extreme, retching continuously.

Whenever he retched, his body twitched, and the dagger inside him shifted slightly.

At this point, the man felt like dying.

"Please kill me."

He broke down.

"He's far stronger than you; at least he isn't afraid of death. I respect him as a man, so I won't kill him." Qin Yang said lightly.

Qin Xue stared, dumbfounded, at Qin Yang.

He wasn't trying to spare the opponent; he was clearly deliberately tormenting that man.

This method is truly disgusting.

Most importantly, even if Qin Yang didn't kill him, the man, nailed to the ground and losing too much blood, would still die.

Qin Li, however, was begging for mercy.

"Brother, I was wrong, I'm your own brother. We share blood ties—let me go. You're my older brother; could you kill your own younger brother?" yes

"As long as you let me go, brother, I won't compete with you for anything—just don't kill me."

Qin Li was so nervous he burst into tears.

"Finished?"

Qin Yang asked.

Qin Li stared, a bad premonition rising in his heart.

He had just opened his mouth to speak when Qin Yang's voice sounded.

"Since you're done, let's be on our way."

Qin Yang exerted force with his hand.

Crack.

Qin Li's neck was twisted off.

And Qin Xue closed her eyes.

It wasn't that she felt Xīnténg for Qin Li; on the contrary, she felt even more Xīnténg for Qin Yang.

Brothers fighting each other, killing one's own younger brother—although they were half-brothers sharing the same father, the difference from a full brother wasn't great.

No one knew how much psychological pressure Qin Yang would have to bear in the future.

"Trash."

He casually threw Qin Li's corpse to one side, and Qin Yang disdainfully wiped his hands.

Seeing this, Qin Xue suddenly felt that perhaps she had been overthinking.

Killing Qin Li seemed to impose no psychological burden on Qin Yang whatsoever.

In fact, Qin Yang even felt a bit pleased, as if he had just cleaned up some trash.

"Alright, let's go."

Qin Yang said.

"What about them?"

"Just leave them here."

Qin Yang said.

Afterwards, he gave Qin Xue a disdainful glance.

"I really don't want to hold you."

Qin Xue glanced at her own leg; it hadn't healed yet, and Qin Yang was unwilling to carry her out—did he expect her to crawl out?

At that moment, Qin Yang's hand touched Qin Xue's leg.

Qin Xue jumped in fright—could Qin Yang have gone mad?

She quickly shouted, "You're crazy—I'm your older sister!"

Qin Yang glanced at Qin Xue, annoyed, and said: "What are you thinking? Not everyone is from Daoguo; I don't want to hold you as we go back—first I'll heal your leg."

Qin Xue felt a bit embarrassed.

Then she said: "The doctor said my leg won't heal in a few dozen days; you'd better carry me out."

"Dream on."

Qin Yang said this while beginning to treat her leg.

Soon, he switched to the other leg.

Not long after, Qin Yang stood up and said: "Alright, let's go."

"Alright?"

Qin Xue was somewhat doubtful.

But she still tried to move her leg a little.

Afterward, she was astonished to discover that both of her legs could actually move.

Qin Yang wore a disdainful expression and said: "You're lucky; if I weren't really unwilling to hold or carry you, I wouldn't have bothered healing your leg."

Qin Xue looked at Qin Yang, amused, at this hypocritical fellow.

She knew very well that Qin Yang's change in attitude toward her was mostly because she had informed him of some things.

It was merely a matter of lifting a finger, yet Qin Yang actually agreed to come rescue her.

This was ten thousand times kinder than that beast Qin Li.

You should know that Qin Xue used to treat Qin Li extremely well—even as an older sister, she couldn't have done better.

But Qin Li wanted to kill her, without a hint of hesitation.

"Thank you, brother."

Qin Xue said this sincerely, feeling both moved and guilty.

"So much nonsense, let's go."

Qin Yang curled his lip and walked outward.

Afterward, he lightly flicked his fingers.

Here, sparks ignited, and the entire manor instantly burst into flames.

Destroying the corpse to erase traces.

Although Qin Yang wasn't afraid, he didn't like trouble.

Moreover, this matter involved Qin Xue.

"How did you just do that? It's so impressive—can you teach me?"

Qin Xue asked curiously.

Qin Yang, however, ignored her and instead said: "After you go back, keep sitting in the wheelchair and pretend your leg hasn't healed. Since Qin Li and these people are dead, if your leg suddenly gets better, Qin Weiye will definitely move against you."

Upon hearing Qin Yang's words, Qin Xue nodded eagerly.

"Thank you, brother, I understand."

Qin Xue said.

"Don't shout nonsense; there's nothing between us. Alright, sit steady."

Qin Yang drove the car, leaving this place.

Qin Xue sat in the passenger seat, the corner of her mouth forming a lovely arc.