The Capital's Dragon Doctor

He didn't really believe someone could dodge bullets like in the movies, but if it were true, then any ordinary person sent to deal with Lin Feng would be walking to their death.

But Zhang Heng was a different story. After all, his father had spent a fortune to hire the man for his protection. And while he'd never seen Zhang Heng fight seriously, judging from the one hundred million retainer his father paid him annually, Zhang Heng was definitely someone he could count on.

'This time, I have to kill that bastard. Dammit, he made me waste so much hard work, and it cost me a million on top of that. I'm going to make him pay it back tenfold!'

Shu Yuhang said through clenched teeth, his heart aching as if it were bleeding.

...

"Thank you, Mr. Lin! Thank you so much, Mr. Lin! If it weren't for you, I would've been a father burying his own child! Waaah..."

Lin Feng's mouth twitched as he watched Li Minde, a man well over fifty, clinging to his thigh and sobbing, snot and tears streaming down his face.

Even Li Shiqi and the other two girls were speechless, to say nothing of Lin Feng himself.

Li Shiqi, in particular, covered her face. She couldn't bear to watch her father, the richest man in the city, acting like this.

"Get up."

In the end, Lin Feng couldn't take it anymore and had to speak up. Otherwise, he suspected this old coot Li Minde would have stayed kneeling at his feet indefinitely.

"Right, right!"

Hearing this, Li Minde scrambled to his feet and wiped the tears from his face. He stood before Lin Feng like a timid newlywed, a far cry from the domineering tycoon who ruled the business world just moments before.

"You're the richest man in Xijing City, after all. Could you at least try to save some face in front of your juniors?"

Lin Feng shook his head at Li Minde's timid act. 'This old fox will use any chance he can to latch onto me,' he thought. 'He'll take any opening to tie himself to me. Truly worthy of being the richest man; an ordinary person could never act like this.'

"Hehe, you're no junior to me. I wouldn't dare be so presumptuous."

Hearing Lin Feng refer to the younger generation, Li Minde immediately stepped forward with a grin, not the least bit embarrassed that Lin Feng was younger than him.

"Alright, enough nonsense. I've brought her back for you. Go get some rest and don't let this hold up your company's business."

Lin Feng waved his hand dismissively, got into the driver's seat, and drove away from Li Minde's place.

...

Night fell, and the city sank into darkness. The dim yellow streetlights illuminated the roads, making the night seem even deeper and more sinister.

'Lin Feng, twenty-two years old. Information from before five years ago is missing. The only record is of him being a beggar for five years?'

'He suddenly appeared a week ago and is now in close contact with the chamber of commerce president and the local richest man. Even the manor he lives in was a gift from the richest man.'

Moonlight spilled down, illuminating a remote and desolate courtyard. A strangely dressed man sat on a rooftop, carefully studying Lin Feng's file from the past five years.

'With a strange file like this, one million might have been too little.'

The man muttered to himself, then took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Hello? Number Three, what is it? Is there a problem?"

A hoarse, deep voice came from the other end of the line, sounding like that of an elderly man in his twilight years.

"The new mission is a bit troublesome. It needs to be logged."

The man paused for a moment, then slowly began to speak.

"Mission codename: Lumberjack. Target: Lin Feng. Strength: unknown. Personal history..."

The man nodded, said a few more words, and then hung up.

The man looked up at the ink-black sky and murmured, "Lin Feng, I hope you don't disappoint me."

「The next morning.」

Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes, stretched, and then went into the bathroom to wash up.

After breakfast, he drove to the company.

He spent some more time with Su Yanxue, helping her organize the company's initial setup. Lin Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief after all the tedious details were taken care of.

It had now been over a week since he and Liu Yanran got married, and the two were gradually getting used to each other's presence.

"Alright, you focus on your work. I'm heading back for now. I'll come pick you up tonight."

After resolving some of the more difficult and troublesome issues, Lin Feng waved goodbye to Su Yanxue.

After all, his body had just recovered, so the necessary meditation and training were essential. Otherwise, it would be difficult to improve his physical condition.

After driving home, Lin Feng began his daily training routine.

After a training session that ordinary people couldn't even imagine, he sat cross-legged and cultivated for half an hour. He stopped circulating the Nine Heavens Profound Scripture, finished his breathing exercises, and then slowly walked back toward the house.

Today was the third day since he officially entered the recovery stage. Normally, he should first stabilize his realm for a period of time and only consider breaking through after it was fully consolidated.

But he had been so entangled in worldly affairs these past few days that he had no way to calm his mind and cultivate.

Left with no choice, he could only focus on improving his combat skills and strength.

"Hm?"

Lin Feng, who was just about to head back inside, suddenly froze. The light in his eyes sharpened instantly.

He sensed that something was wrong.

Although the place he lived was a top-tier seaside villa in Xijing City with an impeccable environment, right now, it felt too quiet.

So quiet it was as if he were the only living person in the entire manor.

But the manor employed more than twenty regular servants and staff, not to mention the bodyguards.

'Heh, interesting. They even have a group of Martial Artists hidden here. They've concealed themselves quite well.'

Lin Feng sneered, tapped his toes lightly, and leaped onto a wall in an instant.

At the same time, four men in black with their faces covered suddenly appeared in Lin Feng's line of sight. Each held a dagger, and their every step was a killing blow as they closed in on him.

"Since you're here to cause trouble for me, aren't you tired of acting like ghosts?"

Lin Feng glanced coldly at the four men, a mocking sneer playing on his lips.

"Hmph! Die!"

The four men roared and charged straight at Lin Feng.

BAM!

The attack was followed by four dull thuds as the men were sent flying backward into a distant wall.

All four men were Martial Artists, but they were only at the Peak of the Postnatal Realm. For someone with his strength, killing them was as easy as slaughtering dogs.

"You've got some skill. Good thing I had someone test you out first."

But just as he had dealt with the four Martial Artists, a cold voice sounded from behind him.

He turned his head to see a man in a tactical jacket and a multi-function combat helmet, holding a pistol and staring at him coldly.

The dark muzzle of the gun was aimed at Lin Feng, ready to fire at any moment.

But what caught Lin Feng's attention the most was the badge on the man's chest—a rose with a golden pattern.

"The Rose Mercenary Corps?"