Ling Zhenfei laughed, "It's good that you know. That's why I said that the three of you attacking me is simply a death wish."

Lei Tian said angrily, "Ling Zhenfei, don't get cocky just because you've seen a bit of sunlight. Although we're no match for you, none of us fear death, so if you can, just try and take my life here."

Lei Tian said this to deliberately provoke Ling Zhenfei. Ling Zhenfei wouldn't indulge him. His figure swayed slightly, speeding up to his fastest, moving like a phantom.

His attack speed also more than doubled. Lei Tian was thrown into disarray, narrowly dodging Lei Tian's Dagger's attack, and then a punch from Ling Zhenfei landed on Lei Tian, sending him flying.

This time, Ling Zhenfei's Spiritual Power was much greater than before. Even protected by Divine Skill, Lei Tian couldn't withstand it and was sent flying with a punch that made him vomit blood, undoubtedly injured.

Although both were at the Peak of Mingmu realm, compared to Hu Tou and Snake Head, his strength was still weaker, and he was no match for Ling Zhenfei at all.

Liang Tian and Lei Tian were knocked to the ground, while Han Zhaolong clutched his bleeding hand in agony. His hand was definitely beyond saving, and without prompt medical attention, Han Zhaolong's excessive bleeding could become even more troublesome.

Ling Zhenfei looked at the three men. Liang Tian struggled to get up; he wasn't injured much, but being kicked by Ling Zhenfei was still painful.

At that moment, Lei Tian also struggled to his feet, severely injured and barely able to stand, but it seemed he was still preparing to attack Ling Zhenfei.

Ling Zhenfei was slightly surprised. He hadn't expected Lei Tian to be so stubborn, knowing he was no match but still refusing to give up on the attack.

"Do you still want to try coming at me?" Ling Zhenfei asked Lei Tian.

Lei Tian spat out the blood in his mouth, "Why not? You did this to our brother's hand, and now it's personal between you and me."

After saying this, Lei Tian charged at Ling Zhenfei, and Liang Tian also rushed after him. This time, the two of them were prepared to risk their lives, completely forgoing any techniques and simply hurling their bodies forward.

But this tactic was useless against Ling Zhenfei. Already, the two of them were no match for him, and now injured, they were even less so. They didn't even manage to touch Ling Zhenfei's clothing before they were sent flying by his flurry of punches and kicks.

Lei Tian, who had fallen to the ground, was vomiting blood profusely and still trying to struggle to his feet, but as he attempted to rush forward again, Liang Tian wrapped his arms around his waist, "Big brother, we are no match for him. Let's just let it be."

Seeing his leader strive so valiantly for him brought tears to Han Zhaolong's eyes, and despite the pain, he said, "Big brother, let it be. We admit defeat."

"No, I must avenge you." Lei Tian was still unyielding, but his injuries were so severe that even speaking took too much effort.

"Ling Zhenfei, we admit defeat today. Do whatever you want, kill or slash," Han Zhaolong said, pressing hard on his wound, but sweat due to the pain kept beading on his face.

Ling Zhenfei actually had no intention of hurting Lei Tian and the others further. He wasn't someone who would kill at the drop of a hat. He looked at Han Zhaolong's hand wound, which was horrific, whether it was a blast or a cut, enough to shock anyone with a weak stomach.

Ling Zhenfei said to Han Zhaolong, "Bring your hand here, let me look."

Although Han Zhaolong didn't know what Ling Zhenfei was planning to do, he obediently handed over his hand for Ling Zhenfei to manage.

"Second, don't give him your hand; he definitely has no good intentions," Lei Tian weakly shouted, clearly afraid that Ling Zhenfei would cause further damage to Han Zhaolong's arm.

However, Ling Zhenfei ignored Lei Tian and took Han Zhaolong's arm with his hand. He pulled out a Silver Needle from within his Heaven-Dropping Essence Marrow with his right hand and inserted it into Han Zhaolong's arm.

Ling Zhenfei's movements were as quick as lightning, swiftly inserting several needles into Han Zhaolong's arm. Strangely enough, after being pricked several times by Ling Zhenfei, the bleeding on Han Zhaolong's arm stopped, and the pain seemed to lessen.

Then, Ling Zhenfei took out a sprig of herbal medicine, chewed it up, and applied it to Han Zhaolong's injured arm before wrapping it up with a white cloth.

Watching what Ling Zhenfei was doing left Han Zhaolong and the others stunned. Initially, when Ling Zhenfei took out the Silver Needles, they thought he was tormenting Han Zhaolong, but who could have imagined that Ling Zhenfei would end up dressing Han Zhaolong's wounds, completely dumbfounding them.

"Alright, I've dressed your wounds now, so they won't get infected. You don't feel pain right now because I used the Silver Needles to numb your nerves, reducing their sensitivity. You all can leave now and go to the hospital for treatment,"

Ling Zhenfei said after finishing everything.

At this, Han Zhaolong, Lei Tian, and the rest were even more stunned, even wondering if they had misheard.

"Ling Zhenfei, what did you say, you're letting us go?" Liang Tian asked incredulously.

"Nonsense, if you don't leave, am I supposed to keep you here for dinner?" Ling Zhenfei replied irritably.

"Are you serious, you're not joking?" Han Zhaolong asked with disbelief on his face.

"Can't you understand Chinese? I'm telling you to hurry up and leave."

"Even though we just tried to go against you, aren't you angry at all?" Han Zhaolong asked in surprise.

"We never really had a serious vendetta. You were merely blinded by greed. Now, you know you are no match for me, and you have received the punishment you deserved. Have you still not given up?"

"We've given up, completely given up," Han Zhaolong quickly said, now even forgetting the pain in his arm, feeling very comfortable.

"Then hurry up and go, don't delay your treatment," Ling Zhenfei waved them off, urging them to leave quickly.

Yet he did not expect that at that moment, Lei Tian and the other three suddenly knelt before Ling Zhenfei.

"Brother Ling, compared to you, we are truly scum. We never imagined there could be someone like you in the world, who repays evil with kindness without harboring past grudges."

Ling Zhenfei, not expecting these three proud men to kneel before him, quickly helped them up: "You don't need to say that. We never had deep hatred or grievance; there's no need to be at each other's throats."

Lei Tian said solemnly, "Brother Ling, from today onwards, you are our benefactor. If you ever need anything, just send a word to the Three Killers Club, and as long as it's within our power, we will never say no."

Ling Zhenfei liked Lei Tian as a person. He wasn't as bad as the rumors suggested. The way he would risk his life for his brothers was truly touching and showed that he was not without virtue.

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