"What’s going on?" Uncle Mu asked.
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his face gradually looking a bit unwell.
However, he still appeared quite calm.
Lin Xi nodded inwardly. For the old man to have achieved such accomplishments, this level of composure is rare, but it’s precisely this composure that enables such achievements.
To know, if it were anyone else, discovering a problem with their body, especially with that piercing sensation, would surely be quite frightening.
At this moment, Mu Chen and Mu Rou, Uncle Mu’s two children, walked over.
Actually, they had been here for a while.
They had seen Lin Xi finish his plan and their father complete his practice of Tai Chi.
Their faces were really not looking good.
This person even knows the old man likes practicing martial arts!!!
In their eyes, this is premeditated!
"What’s really wrong with my dad?" The two are smart; they didn’t rush to accuse, saying ’you’re talking nonsense, stop scaring us’ or anything like that.
That approach, seeing their dad’s expression, would likely backfire.
Despite the two playing it very well.
Uncle Mu immediately knew what his two children were thinking.
"You two, go to the kitchen and ask Xiaomai and the others to prepare more breakfast," he told Mu Chen and Mu Rou, his tone leaving no room for refusal.
Upon hearing their father’s instructions, the two appeared somewhat anxious.
Exchanging a glance, Mu Chen said to Mu Rou, "Sis, you go tell Xiaomai and the others, I’ll stay with dad here!"
Mu Rou had no choice but to nod and quickly walked back into the house.
"I asked you both to go!" Uncle Mu’s face showed some anger.
Mu Chen’s face appeared troubled, "Dad... I still..."
Before he could finish, Lin Xi, who had been silent, interrupted, "Uncle Mu, he’s fine, no worries."
"It’s always good to listen."
"After all, this concerns your health."
Mu Chen hurriedly nodded, "Yes, yes, yes, Dad, Lin Xi is correct."
"No matter what, I’m still your son. If you’re not feeling well, I obviously have the right to know."
"Otherwise, that would make me an unfilial son."
Uncle Mu snorted coldly and said nothing more.
He knew what his son was thinking, but he, what does he know!!!!
Who is Xiaolin?
Though he wasn’t extremely clear in these past days, based on his years of experience and some judgment, Xiaolin certainly didn’t have any ulterior motives toward the Mu family as his son imagined.
Moreover, he wouldn’t be someone sent from a rival company.
Or rather, they wouldn’t even be able to hire such a person.
As for the danger encountered at Mount Emei, how coincidental that the two were there and saved him.
He believed it was a coincidence.
Not a deliberate setup.
At the same time, he asked his two bodyguards.
Those two bodyguards, having about seven or eight years of experience in war-torn regions.
Their skills are beyond what ordinary people can imagine.
But even they couldn’t comprehend how just a glare could tame a three-hundred-pound wild boar king.
Even the Peak Soldier King wouldn’t have such ability.
Of course, Lin Xi could also tell, Uncle Mu’s pair of children seemed to harbor some hostility toward him.
He wasn’t concerned about this.
To him, they’re just small characters.
Besides, what he spoke of concerned Uncle Mu’s health.
This old man, he had a certain fondness for.
After all, yesterday’s two meals were full of sincerity.
Moreover, as for Uncle Mu’s health issue, to him, it’s merely a matter of lifting a finger.
"It’s a problem with Tai Chi!" he said at this point.
Originally intending to phrase it differently to make Uncle Mu more receptive, but he deemed it unnecessary.