Chapter 49: Effectively a clean break

Ever since discovering that Xing Chunhe was a sorcerer, Lin Yu had not allowed Wang Haisheng to be truly buried.

Instead, he placed Wang Haisheng on the bed and swiftly pulled out that lethal "King of Hell's Post."

Before long, Wang Haisheng's complexion gradually returned to a ruddy state. During this time, Lin Yu used acupuncture to accelerate his recovery process.

When Wang Haisheng slowly opened his eyes, his first words were: "Has it already been three days?"

"No, only a few hours have passed," Lin Yu replied softly, while adjusting the positions of several silver needles.

Before Wang Haisheng could even ask, Lin Yu explained: "I had a friend find an unclaimed body from the crematorium to be buried in your place."

As it turned out, in the crematorium's morgue, there were often unclaimed bodies for various reasons.

This time, through the help of Zhuo Feng, they had completed this clever substitution.

"You will stay here to recuperate for these few days; we'll talk once you've recovered enough," Lin Yu said, removing all the silver needles. Wang Haisheng said with tearful gratitude: "Many thanks, Pavilion Master Lin."

Lin Yu smiled slightly, "What Pavilion Master? I am just an ordinary person now."

Wang Haisheng chuckled and teased: "The only Medicine God among the ninety-nine Medical Immortals of the Profound Heaven Pavilion, who became famous overnight eight years ago and shocked the medical world both at home and abroad—how could such a Pavilion Master Lin be an ordinary person?"

Lin Yu gave a wry smile and said: "Rest well; if you need anything, call me anytime."

After settling Wang Haisheng, Lin Yu went to the shop to prepare for the evening banquet. At this moment, Wu Shuping returned with a mysterious smile on her face.

"How was last night? Did you..." she asked tentatively.

"No," Lin Yu interrupted her, yawning as he complained: "Third Aunt, can you please not be so unreliable?"

Wu Shuping, however, said dismissively: "How am I unreliable? I'm still waiting to hold a grandson."

Lin Yu immediately changed the subject: "Let's not talk about this; there is a patient in the backyard, please help look after him." Having said that, he hurried out, as he had an important gathering that evening.

"That girl Wang Suya is quite good; stop being so picky," Wu Shuping nagged while tidying her clothes.

"Understood," Lin Yu responded, his footsteps not stopping.

Wu Shuping suddenly lowered her voice and asked: "I heard about what happened last night; did you really take action against someone from the Southern School?"

Lin Yu's expression darkened, "That's right, he was a disciple of Gongpa Azan."

"So he was a sorcerer. It's fine; since it's done, let it be." Although Wu Shuping was somewhat surprised, she did not appear particularly shocked.

After walking out of the shop, Lin Yu stopped in his tracks, "Third Aunt, do you know a person named Xing Chunhe?"

Hearing this name, Wu Shuping immediately became tense, "Him? He came to Huacheng?"

"Yes," Lin Yu replied, then headed out.

Wu Shuping looked at his retreating back thoughtfully and shouted: "What does that guy count for? If I run into him, I'll definitely teach him a lesson."

Lin Yu heard this from afar, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly as he waved to hail a taxi, "To Qingjiang Fishing Village."

The place where Wang Haihong was hosting the treat tonight was Qingjiang Fishing Village, located in the far suburbs, a very famous private kitchen restaurant.

Because it was far from the city center, Lin Yu needed to take a taxi for over an hour to arrive. This arrangement made him feel uneasy, as if it were a trap.

Qingjiang Fishing Village was surrounded by a wetland reserve, and the environment was quiet and serene.

Despite its remote location, the parking lot here was almost full of various vehicles, and the constant flow of people made it exceptionally lively.

When Lin Yu walked lazily to the village entrance, a waiter stepped forward to ask: "Sir, do you have a reservation?"

"Yes..." Just as Lin Yu was about to state the name for the reservation, a mocking voice came from behind: "Isn't this Zhang Yuru's freeloader ex-husband?"

Over the past two days, the news of Lin Yu's divorce from Zhang Yuru had spread like wildfire in Huacheng. Facing such gossip, he had long since become accustomed to it and continued to say to the waiter: "I reserved 'Spring Snow'."

After confirming, the waiter politely guided him inside.

However, just as Lin Yu was about to enter, a man blocked his path.

"Don't be in such a hurry to leave, Lin Yu. Old classmate, we haven't seen each other for years; do you still remember me?"

"Sorry, I don't know you; please move aside," Lin Yu looked at the stranger before him, certain that he truly did not know him.

At this moment, Feng Yuanyuan walked over with her boyfriend Han Fa, hooked her arm through his, and said: "You don't know him, but you should at least know me."

"Han Fa?" Lin Yu felt a stir in his heart.

Lin Yu suddenly realized that the person before him was actually the former star of Huacheng University, Han Fa.

In college, Han Fa had pursued Zhang Yuru, but at that time he was an out-and-out playboy and was rejected by Zhang Yuru without hesitation.

"Oh, long time no see. Can I leave now?" Lin Yu said nonchalantly, preparing to depart.

Han Fa smiled confidently, hugging Feng Yuanyuan as he said: "Old classmate, don't be in such a hurry to leave. Today is an alumni gathering; since we've met, why not join us?"

Feng Yuanyuan sneered: "He just divorced Zhang Yuru; how could he have the face to attend?"

Han Fa said with feigned regret: "That's true. Zhang Yuru didn't come to attend because of the recent divorce either; what a pity."

"Today's gathering is full of elites from our graduating class; what would a failure like Lin Yu come here for?" Feng Yuanyuan said, acting clingy in Han Fa's arms.

Seeing the two showing off their affection in front of him, Lin Yu almost rolled his eyes. Han Fa teased: "You can't say it like that. Without failures, how could our success be highlighted?"

At this moment, a portly fat man named Liu Zhiming walked over, "Old Han is wrong. Lin Yu can also be considered a successful person, just in a different sense—a master of freeloading. He lived off Zhang Yuru for six years; that can be considered an achievement."

Han Fa laughed uncontrollably after hearing this: "Liu Zhiming, you are so right."

Liu Zhiming patted Lin Yu on the shoulder and laughed: "Didn't I say so? What are you waiting for? Let's go."

Just like that, Liu Zhiming dragged Lin Yu into Qingjiang Fishing Village.

Lin Yu, who originally didn't want to go, couldn't shake off his pestering and had to go with the flow: "Waiter, lead the way to 'Spring River Moon Night'."

Han Fa smiled and greeted the waiter, hugging Feng Yuanyuan as he followed. The environment here was elegant and very comfortable, and the room was incredibly luxurious. Lin Yu hadn't expected such beautiful scenery in such a remote place.

After sitting down, Liu Zhiming asked curiously: "I heard you divorced Zhang Yuru; you must have gotten quite a bit of money, right?"

Before Lin Yu could answer, Feng Yuanyuan interjected: "Lin Yu has a lot of backbone. Zhang Yuru gave him ten million and a villa, but he didn't want any of it; he effectively made a clean break."

This surprised Liu Zhiming greatly: "You didn't want the money or the house? Is there something wrong with your brain?"

Feng Yuanyuan curled her lips in disdain and continued. ===== CHAPTER 50 =====