Richest Man: Divine-Grade Reconstruct System Chapter 1013 - 973: If You’re Sick, Get Treated

At the explicit command of Lord Liu, the captain of the guards acted without delay. With a sharp gesture, he directed several of his men to charge Lin Yi without hesitation.

This guard's unwavering obedience, acting on a single word from Lord Liu to apprehend someone, was certainly noteworthy.

It served as a clear testament to not only Lord Liu's own arrogance and authoritarian nature but also the mirroring disposition of his subordinates.

Yet, Lin Yi had long grown accustomed to such displays. This unfolding situation was entirely within his expectations—the apple, as they say, never falling far from the tree; it was only natural.

Faced with the oncoming rush of these men, Lin Yi didn't even bother to lift his gaze, continuing his meal with unruffled leisure.

In Lin Yi's estimation, these individuals were hardly worth a second thought.

While they might be considered formidable fighters by ordinary standards, perhaps capable of handling multiple opponents simultaneously,

to Lin Yi, they were nothing more than a disorganized mob of weaklings.

Should he choose to, he could easily subdue every last one of them, leaving them utterly incapable of mounting any resistance.

This was no mere boast from Lin Yi; it was the absolute truth. Even without his Iron Man Armor, his exceptional physical prowess alone would be more than sufficient to dispatch these men with ease.

It was precisely for this reason that Lin Yi paid them no mind whatsoever.

Witnessing Lin Yi's casual indifference, Lord Liu's expression shifted from surprise to a scowl tinged with anger.

This blatant disregard from Lin Yi instantly ignited Lord Liu's fury.

He could scarcely believe that the young man before him would exhibit such audacity, seemingly cornered with no escape route, yet calmly continuing to eat.

Did this young man possess such immense courage, or was he truly that capable?

Lord Liu, however, dismissed the notion of capability outright; regardless of any supposed background, it held no sway in this place.

It had reached a point where his authority was no longer respected here,

Perhaps the young man had significant backing from powerful connections, but to Lord Liu, such affiliations were now irrelevant.

Even the former retainers of Prince Ning held no influence here, especially since Prince Ning himself was long deceased. What standing could his former subordinates possibly claim now?

Both Lord Liu and the arresting general were consumed by indignant rage,

The general, for his part, had never before encountered someone who so brazenly dismissed him with such contempt.

Of course, this excluded Lord Liu and his retinue of officials.

Yet, the outright disdain shown by this seemingly ordinary man sent the general into a furious immediate rage.

Regardless of the apparent quality of the young man's attire, having Lord Liu's backing meant he should have been feared, not disregarded.

Given Lord Liu's explicit order for his apprehension and the young man's flagrant defiance, the general felt no compunction about resorting to force.

Thus, a swift decision was made in his mind: he would make this young man suffer dearly during his capture.

He resolved not to show any mercy, intending to make him pay dearly unless he was skinned alive.

With this grim resolve, the general bared an evil grin, his knuckles audibly cracking.

This peculiar sound piqued Lin Yi's interest just enough to turn his head slightly, remarking with casual nonchalance:

"Brother, your bones seem to have a peculiar issue, making them crackle so. If you are unwell, perhaps you should seek medical attention promptly.

My advice is this—a sickness is manageable, but you must get treated."

Lin Yi's words nearly set the general's eyes ablaze with fury, his nostrils flared as if about to expel fire, glaring at Lin Yi with an animosity that craved his immediate annihilation.

Reason dictated that they couldn't simply eliminate him on the spot, as such an action would undoubtedly displease Lord Liu.

Any displeasure from Lord Liu would certainly reflect poorly on him as well.

His plan was to apprehend the man first and then subject him to prolonged torment.

The agony he intended to inflict would be severe and far-reaching, further emphasizing this by cracking his fists again.

His feet moved with startling speed, propelling him towards Lin Yi as he let out a curse.

At that very moment, Lin Yi, maintaining his serene composure, reached for another morsel of food. Before he could bring it to his mouth, a sudden, malevolent gust of wind materialized behind him,

instantly alerting him to the imminent attack.

Despite this, Lin Yi made no move to turn around. He calmly held his meal steady with one hand while effortlessly flicking his other hand backward, accompanied by a heavy thud.

With that resounding impact, Lin Yi finally placed the food he had been holding into his mouth, completely unconcerned with the events unfolding behind him.

As for the general who had charged at Lin Yi, he was sent reeling backward like a kite whose strings had been severed, crashing violently to the ground.

With a sickening thud, he collided with the earth, kicking up a substantial cloud of dust.

This was not the extent of his misfortune; upon impact, a torrent of blood erupted from his mouth, instantly saturating the ground before him.

Such a display of power naturally drew gasps from the assembled onlookers.

Everyone present was stunned, none having anticipated the young man's extraordinary skill, reacting to an ambush without even turning his head.

He had managed to repel a formidable assailant with a single, unglimpsed blow.

Indeed, Lord Liu himself acknowledged that his subordinate was no ordinary fighter.

Even unarmed, he could hold his own against several strong opponents, preventing them from even getting close.

And that was without even considering what he could do when armed.

Without a doubt, even within the vast Dayou Nation, he stood as a formidable warrior.

Yet, no one could have predicted that this mighty warrior would be unable to withstand even a single move from the young man.

Oh, let me correct that thought,

It wasn't merely that he couldn't surpass one move—he was denied the very opportunity to act, felled by a casual swat, erupting in blood, his combat prowess utterly annihilated.

What sort of power is this, what astounding skill—Lord Liu's pupils dilated in sheer astonishment.

Meanwhile,

[To be continued...]