Upon hearing this title, the expressions of almost everyone present changed dramatically.
Henbo has a great reputation in Jiangdu because he is one of the founders of the Jiangnan Martial Arts League and a martial arts master who enjoys a high reputation throughout Jiangnan.
Although he has now withdrawn from the Martial Alliance, there is no doubt about his strength and reputation.
There were rumors that Uncle Hen had become a guest of the Ning family, but many people didn't believe it because no matter how prestigious the Ning family was, they couldn't invite a grandmaster to join them.
But Ning Feinian's words now prove that this is true.
A thin, stooped old man walked out from behind Ning Feinian. His right leg was a little disabled and he walked with a limp.
His appearance was no different from that of an ordinary old man. The man standing behind Ning Feinian just now had no sense of presence. No one could have imagined that this man turned out to be a famous martial artist in the south of the Yangtze River.
Uncle Hen walked towards Lin Chuan slowly, as if his legs could no longer move.
But that sharp aura made Wen Siran worried.
Moreover, she had heard Uncle Hen's name for a long time, and Lin Chuan was most likely no match for him.
She shouted: "Ning Feinian, do you really want to kill Lin Chuan?"
"presumptuous!"
Ning Feinian's pretty face was sullen, and she said coldly: "You are an unfilial daughter, can't you even call me mother? As for who I want to kill, I don't allow you to comment."
Wen Siran blocked Lin Chuan behind him and raised his neck: "If you want to kill him, kill me first."
Hen Bo turned back to look at Wen Siran and asked seriously: "Are you going to kill her too?"
"She is my daughter after all."
Ning Feinian's beautiful eyes flashed with tenderness, and she said to Vince: "Come here, I have something to tell you quietly."
"What words?"
Wen Siran hesitated and did not move.
Ning Fei thought: "Come here first."
Wen Siran pointed at Uncle Hen: "Then tell him not to do anything."
"Um."
Ning Feinian nodded.
Wen Siran then walked over, looked at his mother in front of him, and said impatiently: "If you have anything to say, please tell me."
"I want to tell you that no one can disobey me, Ning Feinian. Not even my daughter."
Ning Feinian looked coldly and slapped Wen Siran on the face. Although he didn't use all his strength, it still left a red palm mark.
No one expected that she would suddenly attack her daughter.
This scene also gave Lin Chuan a new understanding of Ning Feinian. This woman was not only cold-blooded and arrogant, but also insidious and cunning.
"You lied to me!"
Wen Siran was furious and punched Ning Feinian in the face.
Mothers beat their daughters, and daughters beat their mothers.
This is a farce.
Ning Feinian did not dodge, but Granny Ning next to her took action to block Wen Siran, and subdued Wen Siran with one move: "Little miss, stop, how can you hit your own mother?"
"She's not my mother!"
Wen Siran roared angrily.
"Sooner or later you will surrender." Ning Feinian glanced at her daughter coldly, then returned her gaze to Lin Chuan: "Uncle Hate, take action."
Uncle Hen seemed to have suddenly become less lame. He exerted force on his feet and a cyclone was generated. He shot towards Lin Chuan like a cannonball.
"Hua Jin?"
Lin Chuan's attention was entirely on Hen Bo's feet. The energy released was very amazing and could explode with greater speed and power.
But in Lin Chuan's opinion, the control accuracy and utilization rate of Qi Jin are not high.
Moreover, this energy body is completely different from the [Dzi Bead Divine Mysterious Technique] practiced by Lin Chuan. It is not as condensed, powerful, and mysterious.
For a moment, Lin Chuan was suspicious. What path was he practicing?
While thinking about it, Uncle Hen dug his claw into Lin Chuan's chest, and he struck out so fiercely that he seemed to want to take out Lin Chuan's heart.
Wen Siran and Wu Jinghan's faces were pale, and their hearts were in their throats.
But what was unexpected was that Henbo's attack missed, and his claws grabbed the stone pillar behind Lin Chuan. With a bang, the stone pillar was scratched hard, and even the steel bars inside were broken.
This scene was shocking and jaw-dropping.
The stone pillar is as thick as two people hugging each other, and the steel bar is as thick as a thumb, but it cannot stop Uncle Hen's claws.
The honorific title of Grandmaster is well known to everyone.
But how powerful it is, few people have seen it.
Today everyone finally saw how terrifying and powerful the Grandmaster really is.
"Is this the Grandmaster?"
Wu Jinghan said dumbly.
He had never seen a grandmaster before, but when he saw him today, his combat power had reached such a level, which was completely beyond the reach of his internal strength. It was simply unbelievable.
No wonder Wu Tingfeng was arrogant and did not take himself seriously before.
After meeting so many Huajing masters in Wudang, Wu Tingfeng's vision naturally improved.
"Brother Chuan is not bound to lose."
Wu Jinghan looked at Lin Chuan. Since he could avoid the attack from Uncle Hate, it proved that Lin Chuan was capable of fighting. He had a glimmer of hope in his heart.
"Young man, it's not easy."
Uncle Hen looked at Lin Chuan, with a look of admiration flashing in his eyes: "A grandmaster of your age can be called a genius. It's a pity, it's a pity that you have provoked the Ning family."
Uncle Hen shook his head, showing regret.
Ning Feinian urged: "Uncle Hate, why don't you do it quickly?"
Uncle Hen seemed to be serious. He straightened his rickety back and said to Lin Chuan: "Young man, take action."
Lin Chuan shook his head and said, "I don't want to hurt you."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was startled at first, and then many people snickered. In their eyes, Lin Chuan could not be the opponent of the long-famous Uncle Hate no matter what.
Uncle Hen also smiled and said: "Your talent is worthy of being arrogant, but what you said just now is too arrogant."
After the words fell, Uncle Hen took action again.
"You have a arthralgia in your back. If you don't detoxify it, you won't survive more than ten days."
Lin Chuan's words caused Uncle Hen's movements to freeze instantly.
He stared at Lin Chuan in surprise: "How do you know about Li syndrome?"
Lin Chuandao: "I am a doctor."
"There are many doctors in the world, but there is no one in the entire Jiangnan County who can detect my arthralgia at a glance. Even Fang Zhongxiao can't do it. Is your medical skill better than Fang Zhongxiao's?"
Uncle Hen stared at Lin Chuan and asked, "Tell me, who told you that I suffer from liver disease?"
"Uncle Hate, why are you still hesitating? Kill him quickly!"
Ning Fei read the displeased way.
Henbo glanced at Ning Feinian and ignored him. His eyes returned to Lin Chuan, waiting for the answer.
Lin Chuan said: "I can tell at a glance that you have arthralgia, so I don't want to hurt you. Otherwise, if you have an arthralgia attack, you won't be able to survive for ten seconds, let alone ten days.
Moreover, the reason why your illness is becoming more and more serious is because there are quacks treating you, possibly even deliberately, with the purpose of holding you back and controlling you.
Presumably, that quack doctor was introduced to you by the head of the Ning family, right?"
Saying that, Lin Chuan looked at it and decided not to miss it.
Henbo was shocked because everything Lin Chuan said was correct.
At that time, he was rickets and lame due to Li syndrome. His health was getting worse day by day, and even Fang Shenzhen could not do anything about it.
Later, Ning Feinian took the initiative to find him and said that there was a doctor who could help him, but the condition was that he would become a guest of the Ning family.
As a last resort, he could only agree.
That doctor indeed helped him suppress his arthritis and his physical disability did not worsen.
Therefore, he has been serving as a guest in the Ning family.
In recent years, I have rarely had the opportunity to take action, so I can be considered to have lived a peaceful life.
But if, as Lin Chuan said, he was misdiagnosed by quack doctors, or even deliberately delayed his illness, then the nature would be completely different.
He glanced at Ning Feinian and asked in a deep voice: "Master Ning, is what Lin Chuan said true?"
Ning Feinian looked normal and responded calmly: "His words to sow discord have no credibility. First of all, he has no way to prove that he is a doctor, and he is an extremely skilled doctor."
These words were not unreasonable and made Uncle Hate confused.
At this moment, Fang Zhongxiao hurriedly walked over and waved to Lin Chuan excitedly: "Doctor Lin, great, you are here as expected."