MD 641 to 650

 Miracle Doctor Chapter 641

Everyone stared at Ye Qiu, captivated by his bold words and the aura radiating from him.

One man challenging an entire nation—how much courage did that require?

A long moment passed.

Finally, Zhang Jiuling spoke, “Little Ye, this is too reckless. One slip, and it could lead to disaster.”

He nearly added, *If you lose, it could cost your life.*

Ye Qiu smiled, “Elder Zhang, don’t worry. I never act without certainty.”

Li Chunfeng said, “How can we let you face this alone? We’ll stand with you.”

Nie Xueliang echoed, “We advance and retreat together.”

“Thank you, seniors. I appreciate your kindness, but I’ll handle this myself,” Ye Qiu replied, his tone resolute.

He wasn’t seeking the spotlight. He wanted to shield these National Medical Sages from the fight.

The four Sages were like pillars, embodying the zenith of Chinese medicine in Hua Country. If they fell to Li Zhengxi, the blow to the field would be devastating.

That’s why Ye Qiu chose to confront Li Zhengxi alone—taking on all of Korea’s renowned doctors single-handedly!

Zhang Jiuling mulled it over, then said, “Little Ye, if you’re set on this, we’ll support you fully.”

“Old Zhang…” Li Chunfeng began, but a look from Zhang Jiuling hushed him.

Zhang Jiuling continued, “It’s nearly a month until the Mid-Autumn Festival. Little Ye, prepare thoroughly. We three will arrange the challenge details. I’ll call you once the plan’s finalized. How’s that?”

Ye Qiu had no qualms. “Thank you, seniors, for your efforts.”

“No need for thanks,” Zhang Jiuling said. “Facing Li Zhengxi and challenging Korean medicine is a monumental event for our field. Focus on preparing—leave the rest to us.”

He turned to Elder Qian, “Elder Qian, we won’t stay longer. Farewell.”

Elder Qian replied politely, “You three Sages have worked hard. Visit when you have time.”

“Will do,” the trio nodded.

Qian Weidong jumped in, “Elder Zhang, I’ll arrange a car.”

“No need,” Zhang Jiuling whispered to him. “It’s a turbulent time. Don’t waste energy on us old folks. Handle your family matters—keep Ye Qiu focused.”

“Yes,” Qian Weidong agreed.

The three Sages departed the Qian residence.

Outside, Li Chunfeng couldn’t hold back, “Old Zhang, why’d you stop me? I wanted to say Ye Qiu taking on Li Zhengxi and all of Korea’s doctors alone is too risky.”

Nie Xueliang fretted, “Little Ye’s young, his skills exceptional. A few more years, and he could claim the Medical Sage title, leading the revival of Chinese medicine. But if this challenge fails…”

Zhang Jiuling raised a hand, silencing him.

“You think I’m not worried?”

“But what’s worry worth?”

“I’ve never tested my skills against Korea’s Medical Sage Li Zhengxi, but I’m certain we three can’t beat him.”

“If Xu Liu joined, we might have a shot—though victory’s still uncertain.”

“If we four fought and lost, we’d die.”

“Death’s not the fear. The terror is we’re National Medical Sages. Our defeat would let Western and Korean medicine pounce, trampling Chinese medicine.”

“Young learners would lose all faith.”

“Imagine—four Sages fall to Korean medicine. Who’d study it after that?”

“Little Ye knows this. That’s why he’s going alone. He’s not a Sage—his loss won’t uproot Chinese medicine.”

Zhang Jiuling sighed, “He’s protecting us old-timers and the field’s future.”

“But what if he’s a genius and loses? That’s still a massive loss,” Li Chunfeng said, worry creasing his face.

“I’ve got absolute faith in Little Ye.”

Zhang Jiuling paused, then said, “Old Li, Old Nie, we’re colleagues and close friends. I’ll share a secret—swear it stays with us forever.”

“What secret?” Li Chunfeng asked.

Nie Xueliang watched him, intrigued.

Zhang Jiuling said, “I told you Ye Qiu cured General Bai, but not the details.”

“General Bai was at death’s edge—worse than Elder Qian by a hundredfold.”

“Guess how Ye Qiu saved him?”

Li Chunfeng and Nie Xueliang, hooked, asked together, “How?”

“Little Ye used the Heaven-Lighting Technique—defying fate to extend life. He gave General Bai a year.”

What?

Li Chunfeng and Nie Xueliang froze, jaws dropping.

After a long pause, Li Chunfeng stammered, “Old Zhang, you’re not kidding? Little Ye knows how to defy fate?”

“I wouldn’t believe it without seeing it myself. Keep this under wraps—it could trouble him.”

Zhang Jiuling added, “I’ve watched him heal repeatedly. He knows countless lost acupuncture techniques. Old Li says he’s got the Heaven-Mending Hand. With fate-defying skills too, I think he can face Li Zhengxi and win big.”

“When he does, we’ll crown him Medical Sage.”

He sighed, “No Sage has risen in Chinese medicine for centuries. At his age, with his charm, looks, and skill, he’d draw attention to the field.”

“Especially the young—they’d idolize him, flood TCM schools.”

“Then, reviving Chinese medicine won’t be empty words.”

Li Chunfeng hadn’t grasped Zhang Jiuling’s long view. “I’ve been shallow,” he admitted.

Nie Xueliang said, “We’ve talked revival for years, done plenty, but nothing’s changed. This challenge might be our shot.”

Zhang Jiuling nodded, “I’m heading to the capital now, linking with the TCM Association to set it up.”

“Old Li, Old Nie, I need you to visit Laoshan—convince Xu Liu to join.”

“Then we four cheer Little Ye on-site. Agreed?”

Both nodded, “Agreed!”

“Let’s move out!”

Miracle Doctor Chapter 642

Qian Family Main House

After the three National Medical Sages departed, Governor Han and the others also took their leave.

Soon, only family remained in the room.

Qian Jinglan grumbled, “Qiu’er, your earlier move was far too reckless—facing Korea’s Medical Sage alone and challenging all their renowned doctors. If you lose, the consequences would be unthinkable.”

Ye Qiu was about to respond when Elder Qian cut in.

“Jinglan, no need to fret.”

“Though this is my first meeting with Ye Qiu, I can tell he’s not impulsive.”

“If he dares to take this on, he must be confident.”

“Besides, youth without a bit of boldness is wasted. At his age, it’s the time to shine.”

Qian Jinglan shot Elder Qian a look. “Qiu’er’s temperament is a bit like yours. You did something like this when you were young.”

“Hahaha, he’s my grandson, after all!” Elder Qian laughed heartily.

Ye Qiu perked up—his grandfather had a story? “Mom, what did Grandpa do back then?”

“When your grandfather was forty, global tensions spiked. Issues like education, human rights, and civil liberties led countless nations to pressure our country. As an advisor, your grandfather went to the United Nations.”

“At the assembly, he single-handedly debated a crowd of delegates, outwitting dozens of nations’ representatives. Some were left speechless; two even fainted from his sharp tongue.”

“That moment boosted Hua Country’s prestige. It’s ranked among the top ten events in our diplomatic history.”

“His speech was later included in the Foreign Affairs Academy’s textbooks. To this day, every diplomacy student studies it.”

Badass!

Ye Qiu’s respect surged.

“Old tales—what’s the point of bringing them up?” Elder Qian got out of bed, grabbed his cane, and said to Ye Qiu, “Come with me.”

Under everyone’s gaze, he led Ye Qiu to the study, leaning on his cane.

Stepping inside, Ye Qiu was floored.

This wasn’t a study—it was a library.

Rows of packed shelves stretched out, holding tens of thousands of books.

Elder Qian walked ahead, saying, “I’ve no great hobbies in life, just reading. Over decades, I’ve collected quite a few books.”

“I’ve read most of what’s here.”

“Whenever you’ve got time, feel free to come read.”

He led Ye Qiu to the innermost shelf and stopped.

Ye Qiu looked up. Instead of books, this shelf held sandalwood boxes—some quite large.

“What’s inside?” Ye Qiu asked.

“Books,” Elder Qian smiled. “These are rare originals, so I boxed them to keep out moisture.”

Ye Qiu pressed, “Grandpa, why’d you bring me here?”

“You’re about to face Korea’s Medical Sage. I don’t know medicine, but I want to help a little.”

“Plus, it’s our first meeting, and you saved my life—I’ve got to show some gratitude.”

He tapped the shelf with his cane. “The third row’s boxes hold medical texts. They might help. Take a look!”

Curious, Ye Qiu opened the first box. Inside was a set of medical books.

The cover bore two characters: Pulse Classic!

Flipping it open, his heart skipped. It was an original.

The Pulse Classic, compiled by Wang Shuhe of the Western Jin Dynasty, was China’s earliest surviving treatise on pulse diagnosis.

Its influence was immense.

In the Tang Dynasty, it became required study at the Imperial Medical Bureau. It later shaped Tibetan medicine, spreading to Japan, Persia, the Middle East, and beyond, profoundly impacting Western pulse studies.

Clearly, this was a priceless singleton.

Ye Qiu set it down, closed the box, and opened the next.

Another set: Emergency Prescriptions from Behind the Elbow!

Authored by Ge Hong of the Eastern Jin.

Not an original, but a Ming Dynasty print—still valuable. It detailed simple remedies for common ailments: oral prescriptions, massage, acupuncture, bone-setting.

Ye Qiu skimmed it and returned it.

The third box held a Song Dynasty Essential Prescriptions Worth a Thousand Gold by Sun Simiao.

Ye Qiu wasn’t interested—didn’t even lift it out.

He opened more boxes, finding various medical texts, but barely glanced at them.

“Not interested?” Elder Qian asked.

Ye Qiu answered honestly, “They’re not much use to me.”

Elder Qian’s face fell. He’d hoped they’d help, not be useless.

“Sorry, Ye Qiu. I wanted to assist, but it seems I misjudged…”

Ye Qiu quickly said, “Grandpa, your thought alone is a huge encouragement.”

“Good kid.”

Elder Qian turned to leave.

Ye Qiu followed, but two steps in, something caught his eye—a book in the shelf’s corner.

It stood out, unboxed, tossed aside, coated in thick dust.

Ye Qiu paused, pointing. “Grandpa, what’s that book?”

Elder Qian glanced over. “Supposedly a medical text—gifted to me. Odd thing, though—no words inside.”

A wordless book?

Ye Qiu blinked, bent down, and picked it up. Wiping off the dust, he opened it—sure enough, blank.

But he noticed the pages—cowhide paper, clearly exceptional.

How could it be empty?

He frowned.

“I studied it for a while, got nowhere. Take it if you’re curious!”

Elder Qian added, as if recalling something, “Ye Qiu, I’ll step out. Some matters need handling.”

“Alright.”

After Elder Qian left, Ye Qiu flipped the wordless book, searching for clues.

Ten minutes passed—nothing.

Even with his Heavenly Eye, no anomalies.

“Strange.” Ready to shelve it, the cowhide paper sliced his finger. Blood splashed onto the book.

Suddenly, a change erupted.

Four bold characters flashed onto the cover—

Nine Needles Against Heaven!

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Ye Qiu was utterly shocked.

It wasn’t the sudden appearance of text in the wordless book that stunned him—it was the sharpness of its pages.

His body, tempered to rival bronze skin and iron bones, could deflect bullets. Yet a thin page had cut him.

What was going on?

At that moment, the wordless book shifted again. Beyond the four ancient characters Nine Needles Against Heaven on the cover, intricate patterns emerged—vein-like, weaving densely across the surface.

The pages thinned further, delicate as cicada wings.

Ye Qiu studied the patterns, running his fingers over them. He concluded this wasn’t cowhide paper but some unknown beast hide.

What creature’s skin was this sharp?

He marveled.

Flipping it open, mysterious runes gradually surfaced on the once-blank pages.

The runes flowed, forming archaic seal script that appeared before his eyes.

The text was obscure, challenging to decipher.

After a while, Ye Qiu pieced it together, his face alight with awe.

It was a Taoist acupuncture secret manual.

Titled: Nine Needles Against Heaven!

As the name suggested, it detailed nine needles.

First needle expels evil; second banishes curses; third summons souls; fourth calms the mind; fifth steadies the spirit; sixth cleanses marrow; seventh alters fate; eighth revives the dead; ninth defies the heavens!

It even included detailed cultivation methods.

Ye Qiu read through the techniques once. Suddenly, the text vanished, leaving the book blank again.

What?

He closed his eyes, recalling it all. Relieved, he’d memorized the Nine Needles Against Heaven completely.

Then he examined the pages again.

Swipe—

Running a page across his fingertip, it sliced another cut, blood flowing freely.

Instead of pain, Ye Qiu felt exhilaration.

“The sharpness rivals a divine weapon. What if I turned it into a hidden weapon?”

The idea thrilled him.

He owned the Emperor Sword Chixiao, but at three feet long, it was cumbersome to carry.

These pages were different.

Thin as cicada wings, feather-light—if crafted into hidden weapons, they’d be portable and catch enemies off-guard.

“A real treasure.”

As his excitement peaked, the book crumbled into powder in his hands.

This…

Ye Qiu was dumbfounded by the abrupt change.

Looking down, the powder flowed across the floor like water, forming seven characters:

“Shu Mountain’s old land awaits your return!”

What did that mean?

Puzzled, it first seemed like a lovesick woman pining for her lover’s return.

But on reflection, it felt off.

Five seconds later, an eerie gust scattered the powder, erasing the book’s last trace.

It was as if the manual had never existed.

Ye Qiu stood still, silent for a long time.

He had a hunch—the Nine Needles Against Heaven didn’t appear by chance. It felt fated.

“Am I tied to this somehow?”

“‘Shu Mountain’s old land awaits your return’—what’s that about?”

He pondered but couldn’t unravel it.

“Forget it. If I can’t figure it out, I won’t.”

Ye Qiu shook it off and headed out of the study.

Gaining the Nine Needles Against Heaven was no small haul.

As he emerged, Elder Qian’s furious shout echoed from the hall:

“You wretched fools!”

“I’ve warned you countless times—live upright, steer clear of vices like gambling and debauchery. But you ignored me and racked up tens of millions in debt!”

“You’re trying to kill me with rage!”

No doubt, Elder Qian was berating Cao Chunmei and Qian Rong.

Sure enough, Ye Qiu entered to find them kneeling in the hall’s center.

Elder Qian sat high in the main seat.

Qian Weidong, Qian Jinglan, and close family flanked the sides, too scared to breathe under his wrath.

Elder Qian roared, “Though Qian Bowen was the mastermind in plotting against me, you two were accomplices—your crimes unforgivable.”

“But as my daughter-in-law and granddaughter, I won’t turn you over to the police.”

“You just can’t stay in this house anymore.”

Hearing they’d be expelled, Cao Chunmei and Qian Rong wailed for mercy.

“Father, please don’t cast us out. Rong’er and I have nowhere to go!”

“Grandpa, I beg you—let us stay! The loan sharks will kill us otherwise!”

Elder Qian thundered, “You reap what you sow.”

“Grandpa, please!”

Qian Rong kowtowed frantically, her forehead banging the floor—bang, bang, bang—until blood trickled down.

Qian Jinglan’s heart softened. “Father…”

She barely spoke before Elder Qian slammed his cane, silencing her.

He ordered Qian Weidong, “Sell my prized originals to pay their debts.”

Qian Weidong gaped.

He hadn’t expected Elder Qian to sacrifice his decades-long collection for them.

Guo Yuting spoke up, “Father, those originals are your treasures, gathered over years. Selling them would be a shame.”

“How about this—Weidong and I will cover it.”

“We’ve got a few million saved, and Weidong’s company can pull over ten million in cash. Selling our villa should close the gap.”

Ye Qiu was surprised.

He’d pegged his second aunt as a drama-loving bystander, not someone to step up with such righteousness.

Elder Qian said, “I know Weidong’s company. Over ten million’s no small sum—pulling it out would strain things, and the company’d suffer. Sell my originals instead!”

“Grandpa, no need. I’ll cover it,” Ye Qiu interjected.

“You?” Elder Qian paused, then asked, “Ye Qiu, tens of millions isn’t pocket change. You’ve got that kind of money?”

Ye Qiu smiled faintly, “To me, money’s just a number.”

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“To me, money’s just a number.”

Everyone froze at Ye Qiu’s words, unsure how to respond, too brazen, too bold.

Cao Chunmei and her daughter, meanwhile, harbored doubts. Was Ye Qiu stepping up to sabotage them? If Elder Qian handed this off to him and he couldn’t pay, the loan sharks would surely kill them.

Elder Qian eyed Ye Qiu, then asked Qian Jinglan, “Does Ye Qiu have money?”

Qian Jinglan nodded.

Elder Qian still couldn’t believe it. “They owe thirty million. Can he really cover that?”

“Yes,” Qian Jinglan said, “Even three billion, he could manage.”

Elder Qian’s eyes widened, incredulous.

Qian Duoduo piped up, “Grandpa, you don’t know, cousin’s loaded. At the Baoli Auction in the capital, he dropped a billion on an antique and gave it away.”

What? A billion on an antique?

And gifted it?

Prodigal!

Cao Chunmei and her daughter’s eyes burned with envy.

In truth, Qian Duoduo didn’t know Ye Qiu had only bid a billion, he never paid. Though, if he had to, he could’ve.

Elder Qian frowned. After Qian Jinglan and Ye Qiu went to Jiangzhou, he’d had Qian Bowen investigate. Bowen reported they lived modestly there.

How’d Ye Qiu get so rich so fast?

Had his grandson taken a crooked path?

Face stern, Elder Qian asked, “Ye Qiu, where’d your money come from? Is it clean?”

Qian Jinglan explained, “Dad, Qiu’er owns a big mall in Jiangzhou. Monthly profits hit hundreds of millions.”

Elder Qian blinked.

Ye Qiu added, “My girlfriend runs a listed company, annual profits over ten billion.”

Elder Qian’s eyes bulged. “You’ve got a girlfriend?”

“Yeah,” Ye Qiu nodded.

Elder Qian’s mood soured.

He’d planned to set Ye Qiu up with someone. Many of his former students now held high posts, a match with a prominent family’s daughter could boost Ye Qiu’s future.

“Whose daughter is she?” Elder Qian asked.

Ye Qiu countered, “Which one, Grandpa?”

“What do you mean, which one?”

Realization hit, and Elder Qian’s face darkened. “You’ve got more than one?”

Ye Qiu nodded with a smile.

“You rascal! Love’s no game!” Elder Qian barked. “Juggling women, if they found out, wouldn’t they hate you forever?”

Ye Qiu grinned, “They all know each other. They’re friends.”

That works?

Everyone gaped.

Qian Duoduo’s gaze on Ye Qiu brimmed with awe and envy.

His cousin wasn’t just a medical genius, a martial arts prodigy, and filthy rich, he had multiple women. Truly a role model!

Elder Qian snorted, “You’re juggling them, and even if they’re fine with it, what about their families?”

“If they knew my grandson, Qian Siyuan’s kin, toyed with feelings, they’d curse me to death!”

“I’m warning you, love isn’t—”

“Grandpa!” Ye Qiu cut in. “I’ve met their families. They don’t mind.”

What?

Elder Qian thought he’d misheard.

Even Qian Weidong stared, dumbstruck.

Realizing his grandson was extraordinary, Elder Qian reined in his anger. “Tell me, who are they? What’s their background?”

Ye Qiu replied, “One’s from Jiangzhou, runs a beauty salon.”

“Another’s from the Lin family, one of Jiangzhe’s four great clans, Lin老爷子’s granddaughter.”

Elder Qian’s expression shifted.

He knew the Lin family, big in business, especially in Jiangzhe, where their word was law.

“Another’s a colleague, dean at our Jiangzhou hospital, General Bai’s granddaughter from the capital’s Bai family.”

Shock flashed in Elder Qian’s eyes.

He hadn’t expected Ye Qiu’s girlfriends to have such heavyweight roots!

What baffled him was how clans like Lin and Bai, titans, tolerated Ye Qiu’s multi-dating.

Ye Qiu scratched his nose. “There’s one more, maybe?”

Another?

Qian Jinglan shot him an annoyed glance. New girlfriend, and he’d hidden it from his own mom? Hmph!

Ye Qiu nearly named Qianshan Xue, then paused. She was from Dadong, a sore spot for Elder Qian’s generation, scarred by past woes, who loathed “little devils.”

Ye Qiu hated them too, but Qianshan Xue was an exception.

Would naming her spark Elder Qian’s fury?

“Who’s the other?” Elder Qian pressed.

Ye Qiu, cornered, said, “It’s…”

“I know!” Qian Duoduo jumped in. “Grandpa, his other girlfriend’s the granddaughter of today’s top leader, Elder Tang.”

What!

Elder Qian jolted.

Qian Jinglan’s eyes widened.

The rest stood like they’d been struck by lightning, stiff, throats dry.

If true, Ye Qiu was the top leader’s grandson-in-law?

In ancient times, he’d be a prince consort!

“Ye Qiu, is Duoduo right?” Elder Qian asked.

“Duoduo’s teasing. Don’t believe him,” Ye Qiu said with a laugh.

Qian Duoduo rushed, “Grandpa, I’m not lying! I heard it from Elder Zhang. Call him if you don’t believe me.”

Elder Qian’s heart rocked. If Elder Zhang said it, it was true.

His grandson was far more formidable than he’d imagined!

Elder Qian fixed Ye Qiu with a grave look. “They say a hero’s tomb is a woman’s embrace. You’re young, don’t drown in indulgence.”

“A man’s life has two quests: one for the people, one for love.”

“You’ve got love. Now do something for the world.”

“Got it?”

Ye Qiu bowed respectfully, “Yes, Grandpa.”

“Teachable lad!”

Just as Elder Qian finished, a harsh shout boomed from outside: “Get out here, you bastards!”

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A sudden shout erupted from outside the Qian family’s main gate.

At the sound, Cao Chunmei and Qian Rong paled, their faces gripped with fear and unease.

“What’s going on?”

Elder Qian demanded, his expression stern.

In all these years, no one had dared raise their voice at the Qian residence—utterly outrageous!

Just then, a servant rushed in, flustered, and said, “Master, trouble! Fifth Master Sun is here.”

“He brought a bunch of people, at least a hundred, blocking our gate.”

“They’re all armed, and they said…”

The servant trailed off, glancing at Cao Chunmei and Qian Rong kneeling on the floor, hesitant to continue.

“Said what?” Elder Qian pressed.

The servant replied, “They said if the eldest madam and Qian Rong don’t pay up today, they’ll tear our house down.”

“Outrageous!”

Elder Qian slammed the table and stood, bellowing, “Sun Wu’s just a thug, and he dares stir trouble at my home? Looks like he’s done in Suhang.”

“And you two fools, borrowing from Sun Wu? Are you trying to die?”

He pointed his cane at Cao Chunmei and Qian Rong, fury boiling over.

“Master, what do we do now?” the servant asked.

“I’ll face them myself. I refuse to believe a thug dares touch these old bones,” Elder Qian said, starting toward the door.

Ye Qiu quickly interjected, “Grandpa, they’re just petty thugs. If you go out, you’d only dignify them.”

“Let me handle this!”

Elder Qian glanced at Ye Qiu and said, “I know you’ve got skills, but a strong dragon can’t crush a local snake.”

Qian Weidong added, “Father’s right. Sun Wu’s not to be underestimated.”

“A thug’s nothing to fear,” Ye Qiu said dismissively.

Qian Weidong’s face grew serious as he explained, “Don’t underestimate Sun Wu.”

“He started as a lowlife—petty theft, whatever dirty work paid. Later, he gathered a crew of thugs, formed the Green Wolf Gang, and started collecting protection fees and extorting people, building his fortune.”

“As the gang grew, they branched into bars, loan-sharking, casinos, clubs, hotels, you name it.”

“Over twenty years, the Green Wolf Gang swallowed smaller factions. Now they’ve got thousands, the biggest gang in Suhang.”

“Sun Wu, their boss, is cunning and has skilled fighters at his side. He’s not easy to deal with.”

Qian Weidong continued, “Let me handle this. We’ve got ties to the authorities—Sun Wu won’t dare overstep.”

Elder Qian nodded slightly, “Fine, Weidong, you take care of it!”

Qian Duoduo wasn’t pleased.

He knew Qian Weidong too well—if he stepped in, it’d be all smiles and groveling to Sun Wu’s crew.

Qian Duoduo didn’t want to see that and spoke up, “Dad, don’t push yourself. This is a job for Cousin!”

“Grandpa, Cousin’s way tougher than you think.”

“You don’t know yet, but in the capital, he beat up Young Master Zhang, forced Zhang Qingyao to cut off his own hand, and crippled Xiao Qingdi’s leg. Even the Champion Marquis didn’t dare make a peep…”

“Enough,” Ye Qiu shot Qian Duoduo a sharp look.

This bootlicker talked too much.

Qian Duoduo shrank back, shutting his mouth.

Elder Qian stared at Ye Qiu, stunned, and asked, “Is what Duoduo said true?”

Qian Weidong looked equally shocked.

Ye Qiu said to Elder Qian, “Just some minor scuffles, sorry to amuse you.”

Minor scuffles?

Elder Qian’s mouth twitched at the phrase.

The Zhang family was one of the capital’s four great clans—lowest-ranked, sure, but Zhang Qingyao, the heir, wasn’t someone you could just mess with.

Ye Qiu forcing Zhang Qingyao to sever his own arm—how could that not shock people?

And Xiao Qingdi, brother to the Champion Marquis Xiao Jiu. Elder Qian had seen countless people in his life, and among the younger generation, Xiao Jiu stood at the top in his mind.

Yet Ye Qiu had crippled Xiao Jiu’s brother—audacious beyond belief.

What stunned Elder Qian most was that Ye Qiu pulled off these stunts and still stood here unscathed?

How did he manage that?

Elder Qian gave Ye Qiu a deep look, intuition whispering that Ye Qiu hid secrets.

Big ones!

Ye Qiu smiled, “I’m easygoing, really. Respect me an inch, I’ll give back a yard. Cross me, though, and sorry—I’ve got to hit back.”

“Grandpa, Second Uncle, leave this Sun Wu guy to me.”

“I’m great at handling punks.”

With that, Ye Qiu turned and strode out, ignoring whether Elder Qian agreed.

“Duoduo, call the police quick. I’m worried it’ll turn into a fight,” Elder Qian said, “Sun Wu’s got a lot of men. If Ye Qiu gets hurt, that’s bad news.”

Qian Duoduo grinned, “Grandpa, relax. Cousin knows martial arts. If it comes to blows, Sun Wu’ll be the one crying.”

“They’ve got over a hundred guys,” Elder Qian fretted, “Even with some skills, he can’t fend off a crowd. Call the police!”

“Grandpa, you really don’t need to worry about Cousin. I’ve seen him in action—he’s a freak,” Qian Duoduo said, “In the capital, he took down over a hundred of Young Master Zhang’s men solo, not a scratch on him.”

Elder Qian jolted, “He’s that good?”

“Grandpa, if you don’t believe me, go see for yourself,” Qian Duoduo thought, *A fight would be a show worth watching.*

Elder Qian pondered briefly, “Let’s go look.”

…

Ye Qiu opened the gate and saw over a hundred men surrounding the Qian family’s old mansion.

Nearby, a dozen cars were parked, including a standout tall Mercedes RV.

Ye Qiu scanned them calmly and asked, “Who’s in charge here?”

“Who’re you?” a young guy in a floral shirt with a mustache asked.

Ye Qiu pointed at the gate behind him, “I came out of the Qian house, so I’m with the Qian family.”

“Oh, a Qian family guy, perfect,” Mustache said, “Get Cao Chunmei and Qian Rong out here to pay up.”

“How much total? I’ll cover it for them,” Ye Qiu said.

“You?” Mustache squinted at him, “Can you even afford it?”

Ye Qiu didn’t waste breath on small-time hoods, “How much? Name it.”

Mustache said, “With principal and interest, thirty-five million.”

“Give me the account. I’ll transfer it now.”

Mustache gawked at Ye Qiu—was this guy for real?

But the boss didn’t want cash!

“Wait a sec.”

Mustache jogged to the Mercedes RV, bent over to talk to someone inside, then returned, “Our boss says Cao Chunmei and her daughter borrowed and didn’t pay on time, so there’s a fifteen-million penalty.”

“Plus the principal and interest, that’s thirty-five million.”

“You owe fifty million total!”

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Five hundred million in total?

Ye Qiu narrowed his eyes and asked, “How long did Cao Chunmei and Qian Rong breach the agreement?”

The young man with a small moustache replied, “Three days.”

“Three days?” Ye Qiu sneered. “Three days and you’re charging fifteen million in interest—that’s five million a day. You’re making more money than a bank!”

“What, can’t afford it?” the moustached youth laughed. “If you can’t pay, tell Cao Chunmei and Qian Rong to get out here.”

Ye Qiu said calmly, “Give me the account number. I’ll transfer the fifty million right now.”

Huh?

The moustached youth froze, sizing Ye Qiu up with a glance.

“Are you deaf? I told you to give me the account number,” Ye Qiu snapped.

“Wait a moment.”

The moustached youth turned and hurriedly ran to a Mercedes RV, spoke briefly with someone inside, then returned to Ye Qiu. “Our boss says Cao Chunmei and Qian Rong borrowed money and didn’t repay it, breaching the agreement for three days, which seriously violates our company’s rules. The penalty has now increased to fifty million.”

“So, you now owe a total of eighty-five million!”

A cold glint flashed in Ye Qiu’s eyes as he said to the youth, “Tell your boss to come talk to me.”

“Heh, who do you think you are to speak with my boss—”

Bang!

Before the moustached youth could finish, Ye Qiu kicked him flying.

The hundred-plus thugs surrounding the scene only reacted after their “Hu Zi哥” (Brother Moustache) was sent soaring.

“Damn it, you dare hit Brother Hu Zi? You’re asking for death!”

The hundred-odd thugs encircled Ye Qiu.

Ignoring them, Ye Qiu addressed the moustached youth again, “If you don’t want to die, call your boss over.”

“You little brat—”

The moustached youth wanted to spit out some tough words to intimidate Ye Qiu, but then he caught Ye Qiu’s gaze—sharp as a sword, piercing into his core, filling him with inexplicable dread.

What a terrifying look!

“Wait here!” Scrambling to his feet, the youth dashed back to the Mercedes RV.

Moments later, the RV’s door opened, and three people stepped out.

One was a young man with a buzz cut.

Another was a middle-aged man in a T-shirt, a cigar in his mouth, holding a sexy woman in a tight skirt.

Ye Qiu glanced at the young man and could tell he knew martial arts—his skills likely on par with a Tiger List expert.

Such a figure didn’t impress Ye Qiu.

His gaze shifted to the middle-aged man. This must be Sun Wu, the boss of the Green Wolf Gang, he thought.

Sun Wu looked to be in his forties, not quite fifty, short in stature, with slanted eyebrows and a hooked nose—a ruthless-looking character.

The woman in his arms, though heavily made-up and dressed seductively, was no older than eighteen—young enough to be his daughter.

Beast!

Ye Qiu cursed inwardly.

As Sun Wu approached, the Green Wolf Gang thugs parted respectfully, clearing a path.

Stopping three metres from Ye Qiu, Sun Wu tilted his head, sizing him up. “I’m Sun Wu, boss of the Green Wolf Gang. I hear you’re looking for me?”

Ye Qiu said, “I’ll repay what Cao Chunmei and Qian Rong owe—principal, interest, and penalty, totalling eighty-five million. Is that enough?”

Sun Wu grinned. “What if I say it’s not?”

“If it’s not, then from this moment, you won’t get a single cent.”

Ye Qiu was willing to pay to avoid trouble and prevent bloodshed at the Qian family’s ancestral home.

After all, the Qian family was a century-old scholarly lineage.

A violent incident would draw attention, and if it escalated, it could tarnish their reputation.

“Not a single cent? Big words,” Sun Wu said. “Who are you?”

“You’re not worthy of knowing who I am,” Ye Qiu replied. “I’ll ask once: is eighty-five million enough?”

“Not enough!” Sun Wu declared. “Cao Chunmei and Qian Rong promised this old house as collateral. I’m not here for money today—I’m here for the deed to this house.”

“So, you’ve been eyeing this old house all along. Let me make it clear: you’re not taking it.”

“Also, I won’t give you a penny of what Cao Chunmei and Qian Rong owe.”

“And one last piece of advice: take your men and leave now, or you’ll face a bloody disaster.”

Ye Qiu’s voice was icy.

Furious, Sun Wu pointed at Ye Qiu and roared, “Kid, you’re threatening me?”

“Let me tell you, in Suhang, no one dares threaten me.”

“I don’t see myself facing a bloody disaster. I see you facing utter ruin.”

“Boys, get him!”

With a wave of Sun Wu’s hand, his hundred-plus men charged at Ye Qiu like mad dogs.

“Remember, don’t kill him. I want to deal with him myself later and show him what utter ruin means,” Sun Wu said with a laugh.

Ye Qiu shook his head and sighed, “I really don’t get it—why are there so many fools in this world?”

As his words fell, his figure vanished from the spot in an eerie blur.

Immediately after, a series of “bang bang bang” sounds erupted.

Sun Wu smirked coldly. “Some random punk showing off in front of me? He’s begging for death.”

“Fifth Master, you’re so impressive,” the woman in his arms giggled, planting a kiss on his cheek.

Pleased, Sun Wu groped her somewhere and leered, “Didn’t you find out how impressive I am last night?”

“Fifth Master, you’re so naughty,” she cooed.

“Naughty? I was holding back last night. Tonight, I’ll show you something worse,” Sun Wu said.

Her eyes turned sultry. “I want a taste now.”

“Didn’t peg you for such a minx, but I like it,” Sun Wu replied. “Hold on—once this is settled, we’ll have some fun…”

“Fifth Master!” the silent buzz-cut youth suddenly spoke, his tone grave. “Something’s off.”

“What’s wrong?” Sun Wu asked.

“That kid’s skills are unreal. The boys can’t stop him.”

The youth’s face was tense, his eyes betraying unshakable fear.

Sun Wu looked up ahead.

The next second, his eyes widened.

Of the hundred-plus men he’d brought, at least half were now sprawled on the ground, groaning in pain.

The rest were retreating, too scared to approach Ye Qiu.

“How is this possible?”

Sun Wu’s jaw dropped, an involuntary chill creeping up from deep within.

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Sun Wu had been a fixture in Suzhou-Hangzhou for decades, founding the Green Wolf Gang and growing it into a powerhouse. His courage had long surpassed that of ordinary men.

But now—

Ye Qiu’s combat prowess filled him with dread.

“What a freak!”

Sun Wu sucked in a cold breath and turned to the young man beside him, “Xiao Yu, can you take him?”

“No way,” the youth replied without a hint of hesitation.

Sun Wu pressed, “If you went all out, how long could you hold him off?”

The youth glanced at Ye Qiu, who was tangling with Green Wolf Gang disciples, and after a moment’s thought, said, “Fifty moves.”

Sun Wu frowned slightly.

Fifty moves? That’s too short!

“If he’s hiding his true strength, I might not even last thirty,” the youth added gravely. “His power’s on par with the top fighters on the Tiger List.”

“That strong?”

Sun Wu was taken aback.

The youth said, “He’s younger than me, yet already this skilled. If he keeps this up, in a few years, he might even challenge the Dragon List.”

Sun Wu’s eyes gleamed as he studied Ye Qiu, sighing, “If only such talent could serve me.”

“With Cao Yuan’s Dragon Gate sweeping the land, it won’t be long before they march on Suzhou-Hangzhou.”

“I need to prepare in advance.”

The youth caught Sun Wu’s drift and glanced at Ye Qiu, “Boss, taming him won’t be easy.”

“With skills like that at his age, he’s got to be full of himself. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have threatened me earlier.” Sun Wu grinned, “Taming someone like him is actually simple.”

Simple?

The youth looked skeptical.

“Young folks fresh out in the world—aren’t they all cocky, looking down on everything? Only after some hard knocks do they grasp how tough life is.”

“A kid brimming with pride like him? Break that pride, and he’ll fall in line.”

Sun Wu ordered the youth, “Xiao Yu, call your master over.”

The youth’s heart jolted.

His master was the Green Wolf Gang’s top fighter, who hadn’t made a move in years. It was his presence that had cemented the gang as Suzhou-Hangzhou’s number one.

The youth hadn’t expected Sun Wu to call in his master just to subdue Ye Qiu.

“You said it yourself—he’s exceptional. In a few years, he could aim for the Dragon List. If we bring him in, with you and your master, I’d sleep easy.”

Sun Wu urged, “Hurry, call your master!”

“Yes.”

The youth pulled out his phone and dialed.

Meanwhile, Ye Qiu had already floored all hundred-plus of Sun Wu’s men.

He strode toward Sun Wu, a cold smirk on his lips.

The youth quickly stepped in front, eyeing Ye Qiu warily, on high alert.

“Get lost!”

Ye Qiu barked.

The youth didn’t budge—his job as a bodyguard was to protect Sun Wu.

Whoosh—

Ye Qiu vanished from his spot.

Instantly, the youth sensed overwhelming danger. Before he could react, Ye Qiu’s fist slammed into his gut.

Pain!

Agonizing pain!

The youth clutched his stomach, doubling over, beads of sweat dotting his forehead.

At the same time, his mind reeled in shock.

He’d thought he could hold Ye Qiu off for dozens of moves, but he hadn’t even had a chance to fight back. Ye Qiu was far stronger than he’d imagined.

“Boss, run! He’s Dragon List level!” the youth yelled to Sun Wu.

Hearing this, a flash of shock crossed Sun Wu’s eyes, but he wasn’t afraid—excitement stirred within him.

A Dragon List-level fighter? If I could harness that, even if Dragon Gate comes for Suzhou-Hangzhou, I’d have nothing to fear.

With that thought, Sun Wu said to Ye Qiu, “Brother, let’s make a deal.”

“Cao Chunmei and Qian Rong’s debts? Forgiven.”

“The Qian family’s old house? I don’t want it.”

“I want you!”

Sun Wu’s gaze burned as he looked at Ye Qiu, “Brother, you’re a rare talent. Join me, and I’ll make you deputy leader of the Green Wolf Gang right now—fifty million a year. How’s that?”

Ye Qiu laughed, “Good eye. I am a rare talent. But fifty million? Not interested.”

“Too little?” Sun Wu said, “I’ll add another fifty—hundred million a year. Deal?”

“Not impressed.”

Ye Qiu kept walking, closing the gap between him and Sun Wu.

Sun Wu didn’t get mad at the rejection—he knew capable people had big appetites.

“Two hundred million a year!” Sun Wu declared, “That’s my limit.”

Ye Qiu reached Sun Wu and said, “You don’t get what I want. I don’t need money.”

“Then what do you want?” Sun Wu asked, puzzled.

A chilling smile curled Ye Qiu’s lips, “What I want is…”

Slap!

Ye Qiu’s hand cracked across Sun Wu’s face.

“Ahh!” The woman in Sun Wu’s arms shrieked.

But what no one expected was Sun Wu’s reaction. After the slap, he didn’t get angry—he smiled, “Is that what you want?”

Ye Qiu blinked, caught off guard.

Sun Wu’s response was off.

I hit you—shouldn’t you fight back?

Why the smile?

Was this guy unhinged?

Sun Wu grinned, “If that’s what you want, keep going. As long as you join me, you can slap me till you’re satisfied.”

Ye Qiu suddenly understood why Sun Wu led the Green Wolf Gang.

To recruit talent, he’d toss aside his dignity. That kind of man was terrifying.

It also showed Sun Wu would stop at nothing to get what he wanted.

Fine, let’s see how much you can take.

Slap!

Ye Qiu landed another blow on Sun Wu’s face.

Then his hand kept moving, delivering a rhythmic barrage.

“Slap—slap—slap!”

…

Inside the old Qian house, Old Master Qian and the others heard screams from outside, their faces paling.

Clearly, a fight had broken out.

But when they reached the gate, they saw over a hundred Green Wolf Gang members sprawled on the ground.

As for Ye Qiu…

“Holy crap, cousin’s beating up Fifth Master!” Qian Duoduo exclaimed.

Everyone looked up to see Ye Qiu’s slaps raining down on Sun Wu’s face like a storm, while Sun Wu didn’t resist at all.

They stood there, stunned speechless.

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Cao Chunmei and Qian Rong watched the scene unfold, their throats so dry it felt like they might catch fire.

In their eyes, the Green Wolf Gang members were untouchable demons.

But now, over a hundred of them had been taken down by Ye Qiu single-handedly, and even the gang’s boss was getting slapped around by him.

How could this bastard be so strong?

Beyond fear, Cao Chunmei and Qian Rong were now steeped in regret.

If they’d known Ye Qiu was this capable, they’d have begged for his help from the start. Then they wouldn’t have been kicked out of the family. Their guts were green with remorse.

Too bad there’s no medicine for regret.

“Cousin’s badass!”

Qian Duoduo rubbed his hands together excitedly, itching to jump in and slap Sun Wu a few times himself, just like Ye Qiu.

Old Master Qian gazed at Ye Qiu with deep, thoughtful eyes, thinking to himself that his grandson’s skills were downright freakish.

Qian Weidong, meanwhile, looked grim.

“Enemies should be reconciled, not provoked. Ye Qiu’s actions aren’t wise!”

“He’s beaten the Green Wolf Gang’s men and publicly humiliated Sun Wu. How can this end well?”

“Don’t forget, the Green Wolf Gang has thousands of members.”

Qian Jinglan said calmly, “Second Brother, no need to worry. No matter how many the Green Wolf Gang has, can they outnumber Dragon Gate?”

“Jinglan, what do you mean?” Qian Weidong was puzzled. “What does this have to do with Dragon Gate?”

Qian Jinglan smiled, “Qiu’er is Dragon Gate’s Black Tortoise Envoy.”

What?

Qian Weidong’s eyes nearly popped out of his head.

Ye Qiu, one of Dragon Gate’s four envoys? How was that possible?

Old Master Qian asked sternly, “Jinglan, is this true?”

Qian Jinglan gave a firm nod, “Absolutely.”

“Ridiculous!” Old Master Qian growled under his breath. “Being a doctor who saves lives isn’t good enough? Why does he have to meddle in the underworld?”

“Dragon Gate may have a decent reputation, but it’s still just an underground force.”

“Tell Ye Qiu to quit Dragon Gate when this is over.”

Qian Jinglan replied, “Father, I’m afraid Qiu’er won’t agree.”

“He dares refuse? I’ll break his legs!” Old Master Qian snapped. “He’s read the classics—his duty should be self-cultivation, governing the state, and bringing peace to the world.”

“The underworld is a crooked path, not the righteous way.”

“There’s a line from a movie: ‘What goes around comes around.’ If he keeps mixing with Dragon Gate, he’ll end up with a death sentence.”

“Besides, though Dragon Gate operates with some rules, they’ve done plenty of shady things. The authorities haven’t cracked down yet because the time isn’t right.”

“When the time comes and the order’s given, no matter how big Dragon Gate is, it’ll crumble in an instant.”

“When the nest falls, no egg survives. Do you understand that, Jinglan?”

Qian Jinglan nodded, “I understand your reasoning, Father, and I know it’s for Qiu’er’s good. But knowing him, he’ll never leave Dragon Gate.”

“Qiu’er values loyalty and gratitude. Cao Yuan has done him a great favor.”

“Plus, Ye Qiu needs Dragon Gate.”

Old Master Qian grew angrier at her resistance, “He’s a doctor, not short on money. What does he need Dragon Gate for?”

“Revenge!”

Qian Jinglan didn’t hold back.

“Revenge?” Old Master Qian paused, and Qian Weidong and the others perked up with curiosity.

“Who’s Ye Qiu got a grudge against? What kind of enemy requires Dragon Gate’s power?” Old Master Qian said, “If he quits Dragon Gate, I’ll help him settle his score.”

“Some of my former students hold high positions now.”

“The head of the Zhang family in the capital was my student too.”

“I can call on them to help Ye Qiu get his revenge.”

“With so many backing him, how could that not match Dragon Gate?”

Qian Jinglan felt a pang of gratitude.

In the past, her father wouldn’t have touched such matters, but now he was offering to help Ye Qiu with revenge. He’d changed a lot over the years.

Still, his students’ influence wasn’t enough.

Because Ye Qiu sought vengeance for Ye Wushuang, facing numerous and unimaginably powerful foes.

Qian Jinglan steadied herself and said, “Father, on behalf of Qiu’er, thank you. Your heart means a lot to us.”

“You’re at this age—enjoy your retirement in peace!”

“As for revenge, let Qiu’er handle it himself!”

Old Master Qian bristled, “What, you don’t believe what I just said?”

Qian Jinglan smiled, “Of course I believe you. It’s just that Qiu’er’s enemies are beyond what you can imagine. You’d best stay out of it.”

Old Master Qian caught the undertone—Jinglan thought his students’ power fell short.

He was stunned.

He’d long suspected Ye Qiu carried a colossal secret, and now it seemed confirmed.

What kind of enemy could outmatch the clout of his students?

Unless…

A sudden thought struck him. He snorted and asked, “Is Ye Qiu’s grudge tied to his real father?”

“Yes,” Qian Jinglan admitted.

“Who’s his father?” Old Master Qian pressed.

Qian Jinglan fell silent.

“Fine, I won’t push. You wouldn’t tell me back then, so why would you now?”

Old Master Qian sighed.

Over twenty years ago, he’d asked the same question. When Qian Jinglan refused to answer, he’d expelled her from the family in a fit of rage.

Qian Jinglan said, “Father, I’ll explain it to you someday. For now, let Qiu’er handle his own affairs. You’ve seen he’s got a sense of measure—he won’t go off the rails.”

“Jinglan, that may be, but if Ye Qiu breaks the law, I won’t go easy on him,” Old Master Qian warned.

Qian Jinglan replied solemnly, “Father, rest assured, I’ll keep an eye on him.”

Old Master Qian relented and turned his gaze to Ye Qiu.

After landing dozens of slaps on Sun Wu, Ye Qiu finally stopped.

By now, half of Sun Wu’s face was swollen, resembling a pig’s head.

Sun Wu grinned at Ye Qiu, “Had your fill? If you’re satisfied, let’s talk terms. Join me, and…”

“Who said I’m satisfied?” Ye Qiu cut in. “I just needed a breather. Now I’m good to keep going.”

Sun Wu’s mouth twitched, “Are you messing with me?”

Ye Qiu smirked, “Not messing with you—I’m playing with a monkey.”

Damn it, calling me a monkey, you son of a—

Ye Qiu raised his hand again, ready to slap Sun Wu, when a sharp shout rang out nearby:

“Stop!”

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“Stop!”

A cold shout rang out.

With his peripheral vision, Ye Qiu caught sight of a white-haired old man in a Mao suit, slightly plump, walking toward them.

He carried an impressive presence.

Though Ye Qiu only glanced briefly, he could tell this old man was a skilled fighter.

Still, Ye Qiu didn’t stop.

Slap!

His hand landed hard on Sun Wu’s face.

The force was immense, two of Sun Wu’s front teeth flew out, and he spat a mouthful of blood.

The white-haired old man erupted in fury, “Kid, you’ve got some nerve! I told you to stop, and you still dare to strike? Do you think I’m invisible?”

Ye Qiu shifted his gaze to the old man, feigning ignorance, “Did you say something? I didn’t hear.”

“Hmph, treating my words like wind past your ears, I think you’re begging for death.”

The old man strode toward Ye Qiu, exuding a chilling killing intent.

Ye Qiu acted as if he didn’t notice, smiling, “Old man, at your age, you should be resting at home. Leave the fighting and killing of the underworld to others. If you’re not careful and end up dead, it’d be a real loss.”

“Youngster, let me give you some advice: there are people you can’t afford to provoke. Cross them, and you’ll pay with your life,” the old man’s tone dripped with menace.

Ye Qiu smiled faintly, “In this world, there’s no one I can’t afford to provoke.”

“Let’s see what you’ve got, spouting such arrogance in front of me.”

With that, the old man rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight.

“Hold on, Old Huang.”

Sun Wu quickly called out to stop him, then turned to Ye Qiu, “You hit hard, huh? Knocked out two of my teeth. But I won’t hold it against you.”

“Join the Green Wolf Gang, and we’ll wipe the slate clean.”

“Cao Chunmei and Qian Rong’s debts? Forgiven.”

“Serve me loyally, and I’ll ensure you live in wealth and glory for the rest of your days. How about it?”

Ye Qiu found it almost laughable. Sun Wu, beaten to this state, still wanted to recruit him. You had to admit, the guy had patience.

Too bad Ye Qiu had no intention of joining the Green Wolf Gang.

“Your temple’s too small to house a big Buddha like me,” Ye Qiu said with a grin.

Sun Wu’s face darkened, “So, you’re refusing to join us?”

“Are you deaf or just bad at understanding?” Ye Qiu replied, “If I wanted, I could make your Green Wolf Gang vanish from Suzhou-Hangzhou anytime.”

“Hahaha…”

Sun Wu burst into wild laughter.

“Old Huang, did I hear that right? This kid says he can wipe out the Green Wolf Gang whenever he wants! Hahaha, I’m dying laughing.”

His laughter cut off abruptly, replaced by a cold sneer, “Kid, looks like you don’t know what we’re capable of.”

“Fine, I’ll show you now.”

“Old Huang, do it!”

The white-haired old man had been itching to take Ye Qiu down. Hearing Sun Wu’s order, he grinned menacingly, “Kid, when you reach the underworld and the Black and White Impermanence ask who killed you, tell them it was Old Devil Huang.”

Old Devil Huang!

At that name, Qian Weidong’s face paled, “We’re done!”

“What’s wrong?” Old Master Qian asked urgently.

Qian Weidong explained, “Old Devil Huang is the Green Wolf Gang’s top fighter, incredibly skilled. Over a decade ago, when the gang clashed with the Axe Gang over territory, the Axe Gang injured dozens of their men.”

“That same night, Old Devil Huang went for revenge.”

“Alone, he took out over three hundred Axe Gang members. Their leader and two lieutenants had their limbs chopped off.”

“Just like that, he wiped out a gang of hundreds.”

“It’s because of Old Devil Huang that the Green Wolf Gang could dominate other factions and become Suzhou-Hangzhou’s top gang.”

“He’s rarely shown himself in recent years, rumor has it he’s been in seclusion, training.”

“For Sun Wu to bring out Old Devil Huang, he must mean to kill Ye Qiu.”

Panicking, Qian Weidong told Qian Duoduo, “Call the police now! If they get here in time, we might save Ye Qiu’s life.”

“Wait,” Old Master Qian interrupted.

Qian Weidong looked confused, “Father, what’s this?”

Old Master Qian said, “Didn’t you notice? When Old Devil Huang appeared, Ye Qiu’s expression didn’t change. That means he’s not afraid of him.”

“Besides, even if Ye Qiu can’t beat him, there’s no need to worry.”

“He’s with Dragon Gate, Sun Wu wouldn’t dare touch him.”

Qian Weidong realized he was right. The Green Wolf Gang might be strong, but compared to Dragon Gate, they were insignificant.

Ye Qiu was one of Dragon Gate’s four envoys. If Sun Wu harmed him, Dragon Gate wouldn’t let it slide.

Relieved, Qian Weidong exhaled.

Then Qian Duoduo chimed in, “Dad, no need to worry. Even if Cousin wasn’t with Dragon Gate, Sun Wu wouldn’t dare touch him.”

“Why not?” Qian Weidong asked, puzzled.

Qian Duoduo grinned, “Because Cousin’s with the military.”

Huh?

Old Master Qian and Qian Weidong’s eyes snapped to Qian Duoduo.

“Ye Qiu’s with the military? How do you know that?” Old Master Qian demanded.

“I heard it from Young Master Zhang. He said Ye Qiu’s in the military, in some weird unit called the Hades Hall or something,” Qian Duoduo laughed. “If you didn’t know better, you’d think it was an assassin group.”

Old Master Qian’s face shifted instantly.

Oblivious to the change, Qian Duoduo went on, “Young Master Zhang also said Ye Qiu’s rank in Hades Hall is pretty high, something like a senior colonel.”

Old Master Qian’s heart thundered.

Ye Qiu was in Hades Hall?

A senior colonel?

How could that be?

Hades Hall was China’s most secretive special ops team, filled with battle-hardened elites, kings among soldiers.

Ye Qiu, so young, in Hades Hall with a senior colonel rank?

Combined with his medical skills and Dragon Gate role, Old Master Qian suddenly realized his grandson was a prodigy beyond measure.

In that moment, worry flooded his heart.

Throughout history, prodigies often met early ends, Gan Luo, Huo Qubing, Cao Chong, Wang Bo…

Could his grandson live a long life?

“Jinglan, has Ye Qiu taken a courtesy name?” Old Master Qian asked abruptly.

A courtesy name, or alternate name, was a tradition from ancient times. After coming of age, men received a meaningful alias from parents or mentors to avoid direct use of their given names, think Kong Qiu, styled Zhongni, or Li Bai, styled Taibai.

Modern society had largely abandoned the practice, but with China’s billion-plus population and rampant name overlap, some in cultural circles were pushing to revive it.

Qian Jinglan shook her head, “No.”

“Then I’ll give Ye Qiu a courtesy name,” Old Master Qian mused for a moment, then said, “How about Changsheng, Longevity?”

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Longevity?

Ye Longevity?

Qian Jinglan instantly understood her father’s intention and said, “Thank you, Father. This name is excellent.”

Qian Weidong also nodded, “This name is indeed good.”

“Grandpa, Dad, Cousin and Old Devil Huang are about to fight,” Qian Duoduo suddenly said.

Immediately, everyone’s eyes turned to Ye Qiu.

Only to see Old Devil Huang already rolling up his sleeves, approaching Ye Qiu while saying, “Kid, today I’ll let you see what I’m capable of.”

Whoosh!

As Old Devil Huang’s words fell, he charged like lightning, throwing a punch at Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu stood in place, lightly raising his fist, meeting Old Devil Huang’s punch with one of his own.

Seeing this, Sun Wu sneered, “Daring to compete with Old Huang in strength, he really doesn’t know what’s good for him…”

Ah—

Before Sun Wu could finish, a scream rang out, followed by Old Devil Huang crashing hard at his feet.

What?

Sun Wu was stunned.

Old Huang wasn’t Ye Qiu’s match?

This, this couldn’t be possible!

Sun Wu couldn’t believe it, but the facts were right in front of him, leaving no room for doubt.

Gulp!

Sun Wu swallowed hard.

Others might not know Old Devil Huang’s prowess, but Sun Wu was well aware. Since joining him, Old Devil Huang had never lost, practically invincible. Yet today, he couldn’t even withstand a single move from Ye Qiu.

Is this kid even human?

After the shock, Sun Wu realised something.

Old Devil Huang was comparable to a Dragon List-level expert, yet he couldn’t block a single strike from Ye Qiu. This meant Ye Qiu’s skills could rank among the top few on the Dragon List.

Damn it, how could someone so young be this strong?

Sun Wu felt both hatred and fear.

“Old Huang, are you okay?” Sun Wu helped Old Devil Huang up, asking with concern.

“Broke an arm. I can’t beat him,” Old Devil Huang looked at Ye Qiu, his expression tinged with fear.

Clearly, he hadn’t expected to lose to Ye Qiu either.

Just as shocked were Old Master Qian and the others.

Qian Weidong exclaimed, “Ye Qiu’s skills are just too incredible!”

“More than incredible, they’re downright freakish,” Qian Duoduo said. “If I had even half of Cousin’s ability, I’d be set.”

Qian Weidong snorted, “If you had a tenth of Ye Qiu’s ability, I’d wake up laughing from my dreams.”

Qian Duoduo grumbled, “Dad, aren’t you underestimating me too much?”

“Your dad’s already giving you plenty of credit,” Old Master Qian said. “Duoduo, if you had even one percent of Ye Qiu’s ability, I’d be satisfied.”

Qian Duoduo felt like he’d been stabbed.

And that stab went straight to his heart.

It hurt!

It pissed him off!

Qian Duoduo was on the verge of tears.

…

Ye Qiu looked at Old Devil Huang, smiling, “Old man, I warned you not to get involved in the underworld’s fights. You didn’t listen, and now you see I meant well, right?”

Old Devil Huang no longer had his earlier arrogance, saying, “My skills are inferior. I concede.”

“And you?” Ye Qiu’s gaze landed on Sun Wu’s face. “Conceding?”

Sun Wu’s face darkened, “I underestimated you.”

“Today, I concede.”

“Old Huang, let’s go.”

With that, Sun Wu prepared to help Old Devil Huang leave, worried Ye Qiu wouldn’t let it go and would keep causing trouble.

Sure enough.

“Hold it!” Ye Qiu barked.

Sun Wu’s heart tightened. His fears were coming true. Steadying himself, he asked Ye Qiu, “What else do you want?”

Ye Qiu’s face was cold, “You think you can cause a ruckus and just walk away? Do you not take the Qian family seriously, or me?”

Sun Wu said, “I already said I concede today.”

“Just a concession and that’s it?” Ye Qiu laughed, showing neat white teeth that sent a shiver down the spine.

“Cao Chunmei and Qian Rong’s debts, I’ll waive them, okay?” Sun Wu’s tone now carried a hint of pleading.

“You think that’s enough?” Ye Qiu’s smile grew colder.

“I’ve already compromised. What more do you want?” Sun Wu snapped, a bit angry. He was, after all, the Green Wolf Gang’s boss—when had he ever been cornered like this?

Ye Qiu said, “Either cut off a hand, or leave your life here.”

“You want a fight to the death?”

Sun Wu’s face twisted, “Don’t forget, I’ve got thousands of men. You’re skilled, but can you stop thousands?”

“If I call them all here, forget stopping them, I could raze this old house to the ground. Believe me?”

Ye Qiu replied calmly, “I can guarantee if you do that, I’ll kill you right here before your men even arrive.”

“If you don’t believe me, try it.”

Sun Wu raged, “You—”

“Calm down!”

Old Master Huang shot Sun Wu a look, then said to Ye Qiu, “How about this: today’s mess started because of Cao Chunmei and her daughter’s debts to us.”

“On Sun Wu’s behalf, I’ll waive their debts.”

“Plus, we were wrong to cause trouble here. We’re willing to pay five million in compensation. How’s that?”

“The old man knows how to handle things,” Ye Qiu smiled. “Transfer it now.”

“Fine,” Old Devil Huang agreed without hesitation.

Ye Qiu waved Qian Duoduo over.

Qian Duoduo hurried to Ye Qiu’s side, asking, “Cousin, what’s up?”

“Earned you some pocket money. Give Five Master your account number.”

“Got it.”

Moments later, five million landed in Qian Duoduo’s account.

“Cousin, this is really for me?” Qian Duoduo could hardly believe it.

“If you don’t want it, give it to Second Uncle,” Ye Qiu said.

Qian Duoduo clutched his phone tight, grinning, “I want it, I want it…”

Ye Qiu turned to Sun Wu, “Learn from the old man. Don’t be so arrogant in the future, or your green wolf will turn into a dead one.”

“And don’t come making trouble at the Qian house again.”

“Otherwise, I’ll kill however many come, leaving no one alive.”

As Ye Qiu spoke, a massive aura surged from him, like a towering mountain, pressing down on Sun Wu and Old Devil Huang until they could barely breathe.

“I’ll remember that.”

Sun Wu cupped his hands and turned to leave.

Ye Qiu suddenly spoke again, “Wait.”

Sun Wu’s eyes turned icy, one hand slipping behind his back to grip a weapon, ready to strike.

Old Devil Huang, thinking Ye Qiu wouldn’t let it go, tensed up, sweat beading on his back.

Ye Qiu said to Sun Wu, “Your forehead’s dark, deathly energy swirls between your brows. At best, you’ll face bloodshed; at worst, you’ll lose your life.”

“Be extra careful the next three days.”

“Get lost!”