Divorce Only Makes a Son-in-Law Stronger

Chapter 298 295: The Old Madman

"Stop, who are you, daring to intrude into the prison zone!"

After leaving the outer buildings, Lin Fan relied on the memories in his mind.

According to the markings on the satellite map, he quietly headed towards the central area of the island.

Along the way, he avoided many patrols, taking advantage of the night to sneak up to that heavily guarded prison fortress.

Seeing the armed guards at the gate, and estimating that there were many hidden sentries around, it was extremely difficult to approach.

After a brief hesitation, Lin Fan took out the Jade Token and swaggered out in the open.

"The name's Li Shan, I'm the man of Saintess Xue He, ordered to find an old Xia Country man named Lin Aochang for questioning."

Facing the wary glares of the two guards.

Lin Fan remained unfazed, brazenly brandishing the Jade Token.

"Are you Saintess Xue He's subordinate? What's the code word?"

The two exchanged glances, then the one on the left frowned and asked back.

"What kind of bullshit code word, the Holy Daughter sent me, and gave me the Jade Token, what's there to doubt?"

Lin Fan's heart sank, immediately putting on a full posture of a sour face.

"I see you're deliberately giving me a hard time, that's intentionally giving Saintess Xue He some eye drops!"

"Don't forget, Saintess Iguchi Tama is about to get out, and for the next few years, you'll all have to look at my family's Saintess Xue He for approval!"

What the hell!

Just a gigolo, and he dares to be so arrogant?

The faces of the two guards turned ugly, inwardly cursing in anger.

But they were quite intimidated by what Lin Fan said.

Helplessly, they had to swallow their displeasure and let him swagger into the depths of the prison fortress.

"Sir, the Lin Aochang you're looking for is locked up in the deepest part of the dungeon, that old guy is not easy to handle, slippery like an eel, and he's managed to escape many times..."

A warden said with a smile, leading Lin Fan to the underground jail.

Along the way, in the electronic cells around, many people of different skins were held.

There were men and women, old and young.

Seeing Lin Fan and the warden approaching, they just apathetically rolled their eyes, as if they had lost the hope of leaving.

"You didn't mistreat him, right? I heard that old guy is known as the Medical Sage, he must have a lot of valuable stuff on him."

Lin Fan suppressed his excitement, casually asking.

He was secretly vigilant, using the corner of his eye to observe all around, and had already memorized the route firmly.

"No, no, that old man is an important prisoner for the Sect, related to the island's research experiments, who would dare to mistreat him, he's served with the finest food and drink."

The warden shook his head with a bitter smile.

"Moreover, his tricks are bizarre, he often knocks out the guards inadvertently, a lot of effort has been spent to recapture him."

"Alright, I want to talk to him alone, stand guard outside."

After a while, they arrived at the dimly lit end of the dungeon.

Lin Fan stared at the rusted sealed door, his eye twitching violently.

Finally going to see Grandmaster... maybe mother underground would also smile if she knew?

Turning his head, he instructed the warden sternly and got him to open the cell door, entering alone.

Creaaak!

The rusty cell door was gently pushed open, revealing the interior.

To his surprise, the inside was quite spacious.

It was lavishly decorated, equipped with air conditioning and a refrigerator.

An expensive camel-hair carpet was laid, along with a luxury mattress bed.

Even a corner was separately partitioned with a glass shower room, with a water heater and toilet, all complete.

It was like a deluxe hotel room, not showing any signs of imprisonment.

"What do you want, coming to disturb my sleep in the middle of the night, get lost, come back tomorrow if you have something to say."

In the corner against the wall, a messily-haired old guy was squatting in a dirty robe, shaking his head in front of a computer desk with headphones on.

The screen showed a hot blonde woman, swaying her hips with strong beats, dancing wildly.

The old man watched with delight, drool almost dripping from the corner of his mouth.

He spoke without turning his head, impatiently waving his hand as if shooing away annoying flies.

"Are you Medical Sage Lin Aochang? Then who is Lin Suxin to you?"

Lin Fan stalled for a moment, a bit hesitant, thinking he might have the wrong person.

After all, compared to the old man in the photo exuding a few ethereal qualities.

The guy in front of him was utterly seedy, a mad old man completely devoid of decorum.

He approached silently, questioning smoothly in a foreign language.

"Who's Lin Suxin? I don't know that person, get out quickly, or I'll refuse to participate in drug development!"

The old man quickly turned, glanced at Lin Fan, then looked away again.

"...This silver needle, do you recognize it?"

Lin Fan's mouth twitched, suppressing his anger, he took out a silver needle and showed it to the old man.

"Hmm, Pure Yang Needle... who are you, how do you have my exclusive silver needle?"

The old man stiffened, eyeing the silver needle.

He immediately took off his headset, turned off the live stream, and watched Lin Fan cautiously.

A second, two seconds, three seconds... Their eyes met for four seconds, he suddenly screeched, jumped up, and reached for Lin Fan's chest!

"Damn it, you dare to have improper thoughts about me?"

Lin Fan almost laughed in anger.

With a swift movement, he grabbed the old man's wrist, his fingers closing powerfully.

But the old man's wrist slipped free, as if coated with thick oil, breaking Lin Fan's hold!

"Kiddo, take off your clothes, let Grandpa have a look."

The old man squinted his eyes and cackled eerily, like a creepy uncle trying to lure a young girl.

"Do you know something?"

Lin Fan's expression changed slightly, his mind stirred, and he turned around to securely close the prison door.

He watched the old man's change in expression closely and unbuttoned his black shirt.

Revealing a lotus-shaped, multicolored mark on his chest.

"Hahaha, Seven-Core Deadly Lotus! You must be my good disciple Ying Bufan, isn't that right?"

The old man's eyes lit up, suddenly bursting out into wild laughter.

Under Lin Fan's dumbfounded gaze.

He rushed over and gave him a big bear hug.

"Grandmaster, I am indeed Lin Suxin's son, Ying Bufan... but now I follow my mother's surname, changed to Lin Fan."

Feeling the elderly man's broad chest, Lin Fan couldn't help but feel his nose turn sour, and spoke with heartfelt emotion.

"Hahaha, though our grandfather-grandson duo only met once, I certainly didn't treat you badly. Are you satisfied with the birthday gift I gave you seven years ago?"

The old man released him, proudly pointing at the mark on Lin Fan's chest.

"This is the sect's ultimate treasure of the Holy Poison Sect! I took a huge risk to steal it out, especially planted it for you, aren't you touched and happy?"

What, what?

Seven years ago, the damned person who planted the world's greatest poison on him.

Actually, was this lousy old man in front of him?

BOOM!

BOOM BOOM BOOM!!

Instantly, Lin Fan felt like he was struck by lightning, his head buzzing with an explosion.

He stared blankly at the arrogant Lin Aochang, completely dumbfounded.

'Misery, hatred, frustration...' Various feelings violently churned inside.

If only he hadn't been poisoned back then.

He might have had the ability to protect his mother, preventing all the subsequent tragedies.

It's safe to say that all he has encountered these seven years.

Is inextricably linked to this old madman!

"It's okay, don't be too agitated, though this birthday gift is quite precious, I am not reluctant to part with it as your grandmaster."

Watching Lin Fan silent, eyes red with rage, fists clenching with cracking sounds.

Lin Aochang became even more proud, casually patting Lin Fan's shoulder to comfort him.

"I—I am not moved! Damn you!"

"You damned old fool! Do you know how much you have harmed my mother and me!"

BAM!

In a fit of rage, Lin Fan finally couldn't hold back.

He flew into a rage, punching the hard wall beside him.

Causing the entire dungeon to tremble with a hum!

"Hey hey, you little bastard, do you know the true value of the Seven-Core Deadly Lotus? I painstakingly planted it for you, and you still blame me? Damn it, you are like a dog biting Lǚ Dongbin, ungrateful for my good intentions!"

Lin Aochang was startled, quickly backing up a couple of steps, angrily glaring.

"Do you know what happened seven years ago?"

Lin Fan struggled to suppress his anger, voice low and trembling.

This is the relative he yearns for day and night.

And yet, also the one who caused the destruction of his family!

"When my mom was forced to poison herself by the Ying family, by those from Xuanwu Mountain, at a time when she needed me the most, you made me poisoned, my life on the line!"

"I could only watch helplessly as my mom was pushed to desperation, have you ever felt that pain?"

"If not for my mother's sake, I'd kill you now, make you pay for her life!"

The heart-wrenching roar echoed throughout the prison cell.

Four eyes met, the grandfather and grandson both panting, falling into silence.

"I can't be entirely blamed, I meant well to give you a big gift upon meeting... How could I know your mom would be so fragile and soft-hearted..."

After a moment, the old man's eyes reddened, turning away to wipe the corners.

He chattered incessantly, but a trace of guilt was in his voice.

"Do you know all this, do you? You escaped and reached Imperial Capital four years ago, found Huang Xiaoya to send a message for me!"

Lin Fan trembled all over, his heart filled with disappointment.

He'd rather hear that this old fool had made a mistake, harming both him and his mom to such an extent.

Who could imagine, he still pushed all the blame onto his deceased mother!

"Little bastard, what are you saying! If there's anyone to blame, it should be your mom!"

The old man turned around, eyes red with anger, saliva spraying as he yelled.

He suddenly grabbed Lin Fan's right hand, pointing at the Vermilion Bird Ring.

"Since you obtained the token of the Human Tower Master, you should know your mom was the one I appointed as the previous Human Tower Master?"

The old man sighed pain-stakingly.

"As the Earth Tower Master of Vermilion Bird Tower, I painstakingly groomed Lin Suxin to ascend."

"But she turned out happy to let others live after receiving assassination missions, nearly driving me mad!"

"Persuaded her many times, didn't listen, later went to assassinate Ying Wenyuan, told to poison and flee..."

"And what happened? That damned girl with a soft heart, fell deeply in love with Ying Wenyuan instead of killing him!"

As he spoke, the old man's lips trembled, showing his indignation.

"You tell me, wasn't that silly girl asking for it?"

"Even planting the Seven-Core Deadly Lotus seven years ago, with your mother's skills, she could have protected herself, could poison everyone, and go out in a blaze of glory!"

"Instead, she chose to poison herself, unable to harden her heart, truly shameful!"