Chapter 76: You’re Too Weak!

Shen Wanshan lunged forward in a flash, his gaze icy cold. “Lu Zhanyuan, you nearly killed my father! Trying to leave without even a word?”

Lu Zhanyuan stammered, “Mr. Shen, you can’t blame me for this. It was Qi Xianfei who invited me here. If you want to blame someone, blame him.”

“You really dare to make excuses? Mr. Ye just said, if you could cure my father, he would, on Divine Physician Xue’s behalf, strip him of his title and forbid him from ever practicing medicine again!”

“In my opinion, it’s you who should be stripped of the title and forbidden from practicing. Make your statement now!”

Shen Wanshan’s gaze was sharp as a blade.

Lu Zhanyuan’s eyes darted as he argued, “Mr. Shen, do you really think your father was cured by that man surnamed Ye alone?”

“If it weren’t for the groundwork I laid with the Thirteen Ghost Gate Needles, how could he have cured your father so easily?”

“So, curing your father was half my achievement.”

Hearing this, Xue Haisu sneered, “Lu Zhanyuan, I never imagined you could be this shameless.”

Slap!

Shen Wanshan was more direct than words; he struck Lu Zhanyuan across the face. “You quack! How dare you steal Mr. Ye’s credit? Have you no shame?”

Lu Zhanyuan clutched his face, eyes wide. “Mr. Shen, I am, after all, one of the two great physicians of Shu City! You dare strike me?”

Slap—“Why wouldn’t I dare?”

Slap—“Why shouldn’t I, Shen Wanshan, slap you?”

Slap—“And you think you have the right to threaten me?”

Shen Wanshan delivered three sharp slaps in a row, displaying utter dominance.

“Kneel!”

His roar thundered like a crashing storm.

Thud!

Lu Zhanyuan was so overawed by Shen Wanshan’s formidable presence that he dropped to his knees.

“Make your statement now. Relinquish your title as a divine physician, and vow never to practice medicine again!”

“Ying’er, record every moment of this!”

Shen Wanshan’s voice was icy.

Shen Ying immediately took out her phone, preparing to video the scene.

Kneeling on the ground, Lu Zhanyuan pleaded pitifully, “Mr. Shen, we’ve never had enmity in the past or present. Please don’t make things difficult for me over such a trivial matter.”

“Trivial? You almost killed my father, you bastard! Still, you show no remorse and try to steal Mr. Ye’s credit!”

“Let me tell you, Lu Zhanyuan! Make the statement and you can leave. Refuse, and you’ll never walk out of my house!”

Shen Wanshan’s voice was stern and his face expressionless.

The fierce look in his eyes made Lu Zhanyuan tremble with fear.

Left with no choice, Lu Zhanyuan stayed kneeling, face contorted with humiliation, as he declared—he was stripping himself of the title of Divine Physician of Eastern Shu City, and would never practice medicine again.

He was nearly in tears by the end, but not a soul pitied him.

Shen Ying recorded the entire ordeal, capturing every twitch of Lu Zhanyuan’s expression.

Not only she, but Yu Feihu, Lei Hong, and the others also recorded the scene on their phones.

“If you ever go back on your word and practice medicine again, I’ll have Ying’er upload this video online.”

“Get out!”

Shen Wanshan barked, and Lu Zhanyuan scrambled out, stumbling and scrambling in panic.

Watching his pitiful retreat, Xue Haisu and the others couldn’t help but laugh aloud.

With his father’s life spared, Shen Wanshan was in excellent spirits, forgiving past grievances and even clasping his fist in gratitude to Xue Haisu and the rest.

He then ordered someone to bring out a bank card, which he offered respectfully to Ye Tianci. “Mr. Ye, this card contains five million. It’s my token of thanks.”

“I truly don’t know how else to express my gratitude except with money.”

The Shen family’s greatest asset was money.

Ye Tianci accepted the card without pretense, but declined Shen Wanshan’s invitation to stay for dinner, and left the Shen residence.

The moment he stepped outside, Ye Tianci sensed a surge of energy locking onto him.

A faint smile played on his lips as he feigned ignorance, strolling casually forward.

Unconsciously, Ye Tianci wandered into a secluded alley.

The ground was strewn with fallen leaves, crunching softly beneath his feet.

He stopped, hands clasped behind his back, and spoke calmly. “Qi Xian, enough skulking in the shadows. Show yourself.”

Footsteps echoed behind him.

Ye Tianci slowly turned. Ten meters away, Qi Xian stood solemn and grim-faced.

“You knew I’ve been following you?” Qi Xian eyed Ye Tianci suspiciously.

“Why else would I come here?” Ye Tianci waved his hand, a slight smirk on his lips.

“You lured me into this alley on purpose? Hmph, you’re more cunning than I thought.”

“Likewise.”

Qi Xian’s eyes grew cold as he advanced on Ye Tianci. “Was it you who crippled my brother, Qi Qingming?”

“Yes.”

“And my cousin, Yang Gaofeng—you crippled him too?”

“That’s right.”

“You’ve declared you intend to wipe out my entire family?”

When he was five meters away, Qi Xian halted, his eyes blazing with murderous intent, locked on Ye Tianci.

Ye Tianci’s lips curled into a cold, seductive smile. “Still correct.”

“Ye Tianci, you’re a cripple, a limping invalid, and you dare provoke my family like this?”

“You really have no idea what death means!”

Qi Xian’s voice was ferocious.

Ye Tianci replied evenly, “Whether I can keep my word or not, time will tell.”

Qi Xian gritted his teeth. “You hurt my brother, shamed me through Yingying, and left me utterly humiliated! Now she’s to be your maid, your girlfriend, and if I don’t avenge the theft of my beloved, I’ll never hold my head high again!”

“Now, let me teach you what death truly means!”

With a fierce stomp, Qi Xian launched himself like a fired cannonball straight at Ye Tianci!

Ye Tianci swung his palm, landing a blow squarely on the sole of Qi Xian’s foot.

Thud!

With a dull thump, Qi Xian’s body was sent flying backward, landing hard and stumbling three steps before he steadied himself.

Ye Tianci stood unmoved, hands behind his back, his body swaying only slightly.

Qi Xian’s face showed shock. “I thought I could kill you with a single kick, crippling as you are. Seems I underestimated you.”

Ye Tianci sneered, “I, on the other hand, overestimated you. The so-called prodigy of the Qi family—nothing special at all.”

Qi Xian was furious. “Arrogant!”

“Today, this alley will be your grave! Die!”

Suddenly, Qi Xian whipped out two gleaming daggers from behind his waist, stomped the ground, and leapt at Ye Tianci like a tiger bounding from the mountain, murderous intent surging.

Ye Tianci, as if taking a leisurely stroll, sidestepped Qi Xian’s attack and flicked lightly at his knee.

Qi Xian let out a strange yelp as his body tumbled backward, but with a deft twist and a palm to the ground, he managed to land on his feet.

Without pause, he charged again, daggers flashing in a wild and frenzied assault, slashing ceaselessly at Ye Tianci—each strike bristling with killing intent.

Against any ordinary opponent, Qi Xian would have won easily, but Ye Tianci was not ordinary.

Qi Xian couldn’t even graze the hem of Ye Tianci’s clothes.

“Qi Xian, you’re far too weak.”

“I’ve lost interest. I won’t play with you any longer.”

As Ye Tianci finished speaking, his finger shot out like lightning.

“Ah!”

Qi Xian howled in pain, his body flying like a severed kite and crashing heavily to the ground.

His once-handsome face turned deathly pale, cold sweat beading on his brow.

Qi Xian stared wide-eyed, panic and terror filling his gaze. “Ye Tianci! What… what have you done to me?”