Medical and Martial God

These arrogant words made Xu Zhiqiang feel insulted once again. "Ye Liangchen, you’ve gotten yourself into deep trouble!" he said fiercely. "Do you know who I am? I’m from the Xu Family! If you dare to hit me, a dead end is all that awaits you. Don’t think you’re so incredible just because you’re an Eighth Grade Grandmaster. The Xu Family has plenty of War Gods."

This wasn’t an empty boast. The Xu Family truly did possess a large number of War God test subjects.

Ye Xiu stepped in front of Xu Zhiqiang, grabbed him by the neck, and asked coldly, "Are you suggesting I should kill you to keep you quiet?"

Feeling the killing intent emanating from Ye Xiu, Xu Zhiqiang’s heart instantly turned to ice. His rage and desire for revenge, born from humiliation, vanished in a flash. At that moment, all he could think about was how to survive Ye Xiu’s grip.

"You, you can’t kill me," he stammered. "If I die, the Xu Family won’t let you go, and the Song Family will be implicated because of you."

Song Yushu hurried over. "Ye Liangchen, Xu Zhiqiang is right. The Xu Family isn’t someone we can afford to offend. You must stay calm and not act rashly."

"And you think if I let him go, he’ll spare me and the Song Family?" Ye Xiu looked at Song Yushu as if she were a fool. Is this girl brain-dead from skipping breakfast, or does she just not have a brain?

Song Yushu was left speechless.

"No, no, I won’t take revenge on you!" Xu Zhiqiang hastily declared, his tone incredibly sincere. "I was looking for Qin Ming. This had nothing to do with you to begin with. I started this trouble, so you were right to hit me. I won’t retaliate. I really won’t."

Ye Xiu looked at Xu Zhiqiang, knowing full well these were just words of convenience. The moment he left the Mingde Ancient Medical Hall, he would immediately seek revenge.

But the problem is, if Xu Zhiqiang dies here, the Xu Family will still seek revenge, and then R7 won’t be able to continue his undercover mission.

After some thought, Ye Xiu came up with a plan. He asked, "Xu Zhiqiang, if I’m not mistaken, it was Jiao Fuping who incited you to come after me, right?"

Xu Zhiqiang froze. Recalling Jiao Fuping’s words, he realized Ye Liangchen was right. He used me.

Ye Xiu continued, "I’m a thorn in Jiao Fuping’s side. My presence here will help the Mingde Ancient Medical Hall get back on its feet, which is the last thing he wants to see. So, he treated you like an idiot and manipulated you into helping him get rid of me."

With that, he released Xu Zhiqiang’s neck and goaded him, "I hit you. That’s a fact. If you want revenge, I’ll be waiting. But the one who’s really playing us for fools, the one truly responsible for your beating and humiliation today, is Jiao Fuping."

After speaking, he took Song Yushu and left the duty office.

Xu Zhiqiang stood frozen, his expression slowly twisting into a ferocious scowl as a towering rage ignited within him. "Jiao Fuping, you bastard! I’m going to butcher you..."

With that, he stormed out of the duty office and headed straight for Wankang Wellness Hall.

Ye Xiu had beaten and humiliated him, which made him furious. But what enraged him even more was that Jiao Fuping had treated him like an idiot and used him as a pawn.

In the director’s office at Wankang Wellness Hall, Jiao Fuping lay on the sofa while his young secretary massaged his legs. "Director," she asked, "Xu Zhiqiang has been at Mingde Ancient Medical Hall for a while now. Shouldn’t we go and enjoy the show?"

Jiao Fuping waved his hand dismissively, a confident smirk on his face. "No need. I know Xu Zhiqiang’s character. He’s a brainless, impulsive brute who acts without thinking about the consequences. Plus, he’s a Seventh Grade Martial Artist. When he goes after him, Ye Liangchen will be torn to shreds, if not killed outright."

BANG!

The words had barely left his lips when the office door was kicked open, and an enraged Xu Zhiqiang stormed in.

"Young Master Xu, what are you doing?" Jiao Fuping bolted upright, a confused look on his face.

"You’ve got some nerve, Jiao Fuping! First, you use me to go after Ye Liangchen, and now you call me a brainless, impulsive brute behind my back! You’ve gone too far! I... I’ll kill you!" Xu Zhiqiang had been just outside the door and heard every word.

His fury clouding his judgment, he leaped into the air and kicked at Jiao Fuping’s head.

"Xu Zhiqiang, have you lost your mind?" Jiao Fuping’s expression changed drastically as he quickly dodged. His heart skipped a beat. This is bad! He saw right through my plan and even overheard what I said.

"Die!" Xu Zhiqiang attacked frantically, unleashing the full combat power of a Seventh Grade Martial Artist.

However, Jiao Fuping possessed the strength of a War God and was far more formidable, easily evading the attacks. "Xu Zhiqiang, calm down!" he said. "The two of us becoming enemies won’t do the Long Family or Medicine King Valley any good."

"I don’t care! I have to kill you today!" Xu Zhiqiang was beyond reason now, focused solely on killing Jiao Fuping to wash away his shame.

"You’re courting death!" Jiao Fuping’s own anger flared. He lashed out with a kick that sent Xu Zhiqiang flying.

The force behind this kick was far greater than Ye Xiu’s. It sent Xu Zhiqiang soaring backward to smash against the wall, hitting it with enough force to blast a large hole clean through it.

Xu Zhiqiang coughed up a mouthful of blood. Trembling, he struggled to his feet and glared murderously at Jiao Fuping. "Jiao Fuping... just you wait!"

He stormed out of the office in a rage, realizing now that he couldn’t kill Jiao Fuping on his own. He had to go back and get help.

Watching Xu Zhiqiang’s retreating back, Jiao Fuping frowned, a wave of irritation washing over him. Damn it, that Ye Liangchen is too difficult to deal with. I’ve made multiple moves against him, and not only has he countered every single one, but I’ve also landed myself in a heap of trouble.

"Director, what should we do now?" his secretary asked. "Xu Zhiqiang will surely come back for revenge. You need to think of a plan quickly."

"Hmph, as if Medicine King Valley would be afraid of the Long Family!" Jiao Fuping scoffed.

Despite his words, he still called his father, just in case.

Just as he hung up, a dozen Patrol Officers rushed in.

Jiao Fuping was startled. "Can I help you?"

"Jiao Fuping, you are under arrest on suspicion of murder-for-hire and malicious competition," the lead Patrol Officer stated flatly, presenting an arrest warrant.

"Murder-for-hire? Malicious competition?" Jiao Fuping was completely baffled. "There must be some mistake."

"Last night, a man named Han Hu was arrested for the attempted murder of Ye Liangchen. He has confessed everything," the Patrol Officer said gravely.

Han Hu? Jiao Fuping’s heart skipped a beat. Han Hu was the very man he’d sent to kill Ye Liangchen last night, and he never expected him to fall into the hands of the Patrol Officers.

He tried to bluff. "I don’t know anyone named Han Hu. He must be trying to frame me."

"We found the call records between you and Han Hu. Furthermore, we traced a transfer from your bank account to his yesterday." The Patrol Officer then took out his phone. "And I also have a recording here..."

He played it. It was the unmistakable voice of Jiao Fuping instructing Old Liu to go to the Mingde Ancient Medical Hall, fake a loss of smell, and fraudulently claim 100,000 in compensation.