Xiong Shan: "Of course, we wouldn't be that rude."

This isn't really a matter of manners, Tan Wenbin thought. Even if they went to Nantong, they probably wouldn't find Mr. Li's place.

Hmm, if they did find it, it would probably cause a bigger problem for the couple.

Xiong Shan asked again: "Can we leave now?"

Tan Wenbin: "We're about to leave."

The issues above should soon be resolved.

"Then let's go, Lihua."

"Okay."

The Xiong Shan couple, with their child, leapt down the waterfall and plunged into the pool below.

When Tan Wenbin was preparing to jump, the great eunuch reached out to rotate a nearby stone, demonstrating a certain ability to control objects.

As the stone rotated, a smooth wall recessed, revealing a stone staircase downward.

The great eunuch: "Follow it all the way out, don't jump into the water and get wet, it's easier to catch a cold."

"Thank you, godfather, we're leaving."

"Be safe, Xiao Binzi."

"Brother Tan, take care!"

Run Sheng, Yin Meng, and Lin Shuyou walked ahead, Tan Wenbin bringing up the rear, turned to wave at the great eunuch and Mr. Wang standing at the cave entrance.

As they continued waving, the two began to weather away, eventually dissolving into dust.

Things above were finished completely.

Tan Wenbin sighed, no longer lingering, and quickly caught up with his companions ahead.

...

Xiong Shan and Lihua emerged from the lake. Just as they reached shore, they saw Tan Wenbin and the others, who arrived at the shore completely dry.

Tan Wenbin: "You jumped too early; there was actually a shortcut."

Xiong Shan and Lihua exchanged a bitter smile.

After regrouping again, they continued walking along the shore.

Soon they saw numerous bodies twisted in pose and terrified expression.

Before they died, they must have endured sufferings far more terrifying than death.

In the center of a circle of bodies stood the Corpse-Driving Daoist.

The Corpse-Driving Daoist had weathered away, leaving only the yellow robe standing there.

Jie Shun'an knelt there, a mound of soil piled before him, with a stone stood upright on the mound, a "Qin" character written in blood on the smooth surface.

In both hands, he held the ends of bamboo poles, which pierced through his chest.

This meant he didn't get his neck broken; he committed suicide.

The Corpse-Driving Daoist behind him must have watched him commit suicide and completely extinguish his life before weathering away.

Jie Shun'an did not fear death.

Moreover, he might not have felt he did anything wrong till the end, not thinking sacrificing many innocent people was wrong.

When his plan failed, he was basically "dead."

He felt grateful to Li Zhiyuan for giving him a chance to avenge in person at the end, and even more thankful that Li Zhiyuan "told" him the image of the Qin family in his heart hadn't collapsed.

His face held a frozen smile.

Before dying he'd rebuilt the "Dragon King Tablet of Qin Family."

At the moment of death, it was as if he'd returned to his childhood, to when he heard grandma telling stories about the Qin family.

In a certain sense, this was his relief.

The clouds in the sky gradually grew denser, as if a heavy rain was imminent.

The lake would continue to rise, and soon engulf all traces here.

Tan Wenbin waved, saying: "Let's go, driving in the rain isn't good."

They found that van again; there was enough gas, and they could also get supplies midway at Meiling Town.

Tan Wenbin drove the car, taking everyone to Meiling Town.

Xiong Shan and Lihua, holding their child, left. They would find a new ride to return to the city.

They intended to commence their vengeance in time before news from Taohua Village reached the three families.

After parting ways, Tan Wenbin didn't rush along but found a private dwelling in the town, allowing everyone to take a hot shower and enjoy a meal.

During this time, Tan Wenbin carried a basin of hot water, grabbed a towel, and wiped Brother Xiao Yuan lying on the bed, changing his clothes.

Brother Xiao Yuan didn't open his eyes through the entire process.

After finishing, Tan Wenbin checked Brother Xiao Yuan's breath before leaving the room.

Just as he opened the door, he saw Yin Meng standing at the door with a basin of hot water and a towel.

Yin Meng helplessly said: "At least leave me something to do."

"Next time for sure." Tan Wenbin smiled, "You stay and watch Brother Xiao Yuan; I'll take Run Sheng and Ah You to the clinic in town to deal with their wounds. I noticed during showers there are still things embedded in them."

Run Sheng and Lin Shuyou had fought the Corpse-Driving Daoist, and both were heavily injured. Though they'd received basic treatment, the filth within their wounds needed removal for better healing, and at least... to look cleaner.

"Alright, you go ahead."

Tan Wenbin called Run Sheng and Lin Shuyou, taking them to the clinic.

The clinic was run by a very old barefoot doctor, completely white-haired.

The doctor brought Run Sheng and Lin Shuyou into the inner room, turned on the light, had them undress, and was alarmed upon seeing their injuries but remained composed.

He silently took out tools from the tray and began debriding and disinfecting their wounds expertly, without excess movements.

Tan Wenbin watched admiringly; even his mental composure was far better than Jinling's Miracle Doctor Fan.

The old doctor first handled Lin Shuyou's since his injuries were lighter; Lin Shuyou said: "Thank you."

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