He sensed the subtle vibration in the air. As the threads broke, new ones emerged, continuing to connect.
"Still not coming out? I don't understand, is this Heavenly Silk so precious to waste?" Ming Yi shouted towards them, "You know it's useless against us."
"It's only right to pay a price to deal with Ming Yi." After a moment of silence, the person over there slowly walked over. Their clothes, illuminated by the streetlights, appeared overly dazzling.
The material of the cloak seemed to glow in the dark.
This person remained hidden within their hood.
"Only one?"
Ning Fengzhi was a little curious. Generally, didn't Heavenly Doctors appear in groups? Like a religion or a sect, a whole group appearing at once.
Furthermore, their combat power was not as good as Ning Family members, so every time Heavenly Doctors had to deal with the Ming Yi lineage, they would appear in large numbers.
This time, there was only one person?
"The others are on their way."
The Heavenly Doctor said. He kept his head down, but even so, Ming Yi felt the gaze of this person.
The gaze was extremely aggressive.
"You hate me."
Ming Yi didn't quite understand. He hadn't been back for so long, why would someone have such hatred towards him, as if he had done something to their entire family.
"What I hate is Ming Yi, not you."
The Heavenly Doctor stopped walking and extended a hand. Countless threads shot towards Ming Yi like hidden weapons.
At the tips of these threads were silver needles.
It was because of these silver needles that these threads could accurately land on the three people.
Ming Yi flicked his fingers, and similar silver needles flew out, colliding with the Heavenly Doctor's needles in mid-air.
Ning Fengzhi frowned, "Strange. In the past, you always said that we Ming Yi lineage were evil and impure, that we needed to be eliminated, but you never showed such hatred. You have such intense hatred?"
"Indeed, very strange."
Ming Yi also noticed this problem.
The conflict between Heavenly Doctors and Ming Yi was a dispute of ideology. No matter how fierce the fighting, there was never hatred, more often professional jealousy among peers.
But this hatred was too obvious.
"This has likely escalated to personal grievances," Ning Fengzhi said in a low voice to Ming Yi.
"If nothing unexpected happens, then yes."
Ming Yi was even more confused. Personal grievances?
Since the Ning Family split decades ago, separating into the Blissful Cult and the current Ning Family lineage, they had not clearly done any bad deeds. At least, they seemed more like honest, ordinary people.
Despite numerous conflicts with the Heavenly Doctors, no lives had been lost. It was always just continuous arguments and competitions of medical skills between the two sides.
This person has a problem.
"You... you filthy scumbags."
The Heavenly Doctor's voice came from under the hood, and it was clear he was gritting his teeth as he spoke, as if wishing he could kill Ming Yi and Ning Fengzhi on the spot.
"You shouldn't exist in this world. Your existence is a disgrace to the Dragon Country, a stain on medicine, and a waste of this world's resources!"
"Well, I'm truly sorry about that."
Ning Fengzhi raised an eyebrow, "But at least we are normal people."