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 Miracle Doctor Chapter 521

The starting bid was 30 million.

Ye Qiu raised the bid four times, shouting it up to 1 billion.

At that moment, the entire room fell silent.

Everyone was somewhat stunned. They hadn’t expected Ye Qiu to be so wealthy, nor had they anticipated that he’d dare to challenge Young Master Zhang.

“Who the hell is this guy?”

“How does he have the guts to go up against Young Master Zhang?”

“A single Heavenly Master Token, bid up to 1 billion—this has to be the most expensive auction item of the year, right?”

“Forget the year—since this auction house opened, no single item has ever fetched such a high price.”

“Young Master Zhang won’t let this go easily. I wonder how he’ll deal with him?”

At that very moment.

Young Master Zhang’s face darkened, his fists clenched tightly, itching to rush forward and smash a punch into Ye Qiu’s face.

But then he recalled the auction house’s rules—no one was allowed to cause trouble here—so he held himself back.

Taking a deep breath, he forcibly suppressed his anger.

“1 billion, huh? You just throw that number out like it’s nothing. Do you even have that much money?”

Young Master Zhang glared at Ye Qiu with a sinister expression, his eyes burning with fury and a hint of murderous intent.

“Whether I have that much money or not is none of your damn business!”

In front of everyone, Ye Qiu’s tone was brash, showing no regard for Young Master Zhang whatsoever.

“Well, I’d like to see if you actually have that kind of cash!”

Young Master Zhang laughed in rage and turned to the host, “I hope you can verify his funds immediately. If he can’t cough up that much, the Heavenly Master Token belongs to me.”

Soon, two staff members approached Ye Qiu.

They carried a card reader in their hands.

It was clear they intended to make Ye Qiu pay on the spot.

“Little brat, do you really have that much money?” Master Longbrow asked nervously.

1 billion wasn’t a small sum.

It was enough to fund a lifetime of extravagance—eight lifetimes, even.

“1 billion? Is that supposed to be a lot?” Ye Qiu pulled a black bank card from his pocket and handed it to the two staff members, “Go ahead.”

However, the two staff members stared at the card in their hands, motionless for a long while.

Their eyes betrayed undisguised shock.

Young Master Zhang grew impatient and snapped, “What are you two idiots standing there for?”

“Young Master Zhang, this… this is a Swiss Royal Black Card.”

In an instant, a look of astonishment flashed across Young Master Zhang’s face.

Born into one of the top families in the capital, he naturally understood what a Swiss Royal Black Card signified.

The Swiss Royal Black Card was universally recognised as the “King of Cards,” reserved for the elite—international dignitaries, billionaires, and the creme de la creme of society.

Crucially, it wasn’t something you could simply acquire with money. You needed both immense influence and a stroke of luck to even be invited by the Swiss Bank to apply for one.

It was said that holding this card granted world-class VIP treatment and a slew of jaw-dropping privileges!

The Royal Black Card was exceedingly rare, with only 3,000 issued worldwide, and in China, a mere 100 existed.

Coincidentally, Young Master Zhang’s father owned one.

“How does he have a Swiss Royal Black Card?”

Young Master Zhang’s expression turned dazed.

“We’ll deal with payment later.”

Compared to the bewildered and uncertain Young Master Zhang, Ye Qiu remained calm and composed, exuding an overwhelming presence.

The two staff members returned the black card to Ye Qiu.

Their態度 was deferential and respectful.

Almost servile.

“Young Master Zhang, are you going to raise the bid?” Ye Qiu asked, “If you do, I’ll add another billion.”

Young Master Zhang’s mind stirred.

He considered whether he should seize this chance to trap Ye Qiu.

If he raised the bid, Ye Qiu would have to shell out at least 2 billion to secure the Heavenly Master Token, forcing him to waste an extra billion.

But in the next moment, Young Master Zhang hesitated.

“This kid’s cunning. What if this is a trap? He might be baiting me to raise the bid, only to back out at the last second. Then I’d be stuck paying over a billion for the Heavenly Master Token.”

Over a billion was a drop in the bucket for the entire Zhang family.

But for Young Master Zhang personally, it was an astronomical figure.

Though he was a wealthy heir, he couldn’t just casually toss out over a billion in pocket money.

So, he didn’t dare take the risk.

He feared Ye Qiu might outmanoeuvre him.

“Hmph, it’s just a lousy piece of wood. Only an idiot would spend 1 billion on it,” Young Master Zhang scoffed, waving his hand dismissively, “Let’s go.”

With that, he stormed out of the auction house with his entourage in tow.

Once they were gone, Ye Qiu and Master Longbrow stepped onto the stage. Ignoring the host, Ye Qiu picked up the Heavenly Master Token from the tray and handed it to Master Longbrow.

“Take a good look. Is this the real thing?”

Master Longbrow cradled the token, examining it closely before nodding solemnly, “Yes, this is indeed the Heavenly Master Token.”

“Good, let’s go,” Ye Qiu said, turning to leave.

Master Longbrow froze in place, stunned. Leaving without paying?

The host quickly stepped in front of Ye Qiu, saying, “Sir, you haven’t paid yet.”

“Pay for what?” Ye Qiu retorted, “The Heavenly Master Token has always been the sacred treasure of Dragon Tiger Mountain. This is merely returning it to its rightful owner.”

Returning it to its rightful owner?

The host couldn’t help but glance at Master Longbrow. Was this old Taoist from Dragon Tiger Mountain?

“This humble Taoist is Longbrow, the Sect Leader of Dragon Tiger Mountain,” Master Longbrow declared with a serious tone.

The host hesitated before saying, “Sir, this item is being auctioned by our house. Taking it without payment goes against the rules.”

“Rules?” Ye Qiu raised an eyebrow, “My word is the rule.”

His voice rang out, bold and commanding.

Arrogant and domineering.

The host panicked, unsure of what to do.

Ye Qiu added, “I won’t make this hard for you. Tell your boss the situation. If he has a problem, let him come see me.”

Master Longbrow chimed in, “The Heavenly Master Token is the sacred treasure of Dragon Tiger Mountain. Returning it to its rightful owner now can forge a bond of goodwill. Infinite Heavenly Sovereign!”

“Well… please wait a moment, both of you. I’ll call my boss.”

The female host finished speaking and hurried to a corner to make the call.

At the same time, she signalled the staff with her eyes to keep watch on Ye Qiu and Master Longbrow, ensuring they didn’t slip away.

As the host made her call, murmurs erupted around the room:

“This kid doesn’t just dare to challenge Young Master Zhang—now he’s refusing to pay? He’s got some guts!”

“He’s clearly here to stir trouble. Doesn’t he know where he is? Even Young Master Zhang wouldn’t dare act out here. He’s risking his life with this stunt.”

“These days, there are more and more reckless youngsters who don’t know their place.”

“Just wait and see. That kid’s going to pay a heavy price for his actions.”

“…”

At that moment, the host returned.

“Gentlemen, our boss said that since the Heavenly Master Token belongs to Dragon Tiger Mountain, and this Taoist is the Sect Leader, it should naturally be returned to its rightful owner. You don’t need to pay.”

“Thank you!”

Ye Qiu offered a word of thanks and strode off with Master Longbrow.

In the exhibition hall.

The crowd was stunned.

After a long silence.

A voice finally broke the dead quiet, “Who the hell is this guy?”

“How does he have so much clout?”

Miracle Doctor Chapter 522

Backstage at the auction house.

The female bodyguard was utterly perplexed and asked, “Miss, why did you let them go? That’s 1 billion! Our auction house could’ve made a fortune.”

The girl replied calmly, “The Heavenly Master Token originally belongs to Dragon Tiger Mountain. This is just returning it to its rightful owner.”

“Is that all?”

“What else would it be?”

“Miss, you’re not actually falling for that guy, are you?”

“Is your ‘falling’ a verb here?”

At that, the female bodyguard’s face flushed instantly, “Miss, you’re so naughty~”

“You stay here. I’m going to meet him.”

With that, the girl left the backstage area.

…

Ye Qiu and Master Longbrow had just stepped out of the auction house when the female host chased after them from behind.

“Gentlemen, please wait a moment.”

Master Longbrow assumed she was there to demand payment and hurriedly said, “Little brat, you stay here and don’t move.”

“And you?”

“I’m out of here.”

Master Longbrow slipped away like a wisp of smoke.

That shameless old geezer!

Ye Qiu pursed his lips, turned around to face the host, and asked coolly, “What’s the matter now?”

“Sir, you previously bid on a painting and haven’t taken it yet. The artist wants to hand it to you in person.”

“Oh, that’s right. I almost forgot about that. Where’s the artist?”

“She’s…”

“I’m here,” a crisp voice suddenly rang out.

Ye Qiu looked up and saw a girl wearing a baseball cap and a white dress walking toward him.

It was her, as expected.

A slight smile tugged at Ye Qiu’s lips.

When he’d seen that painting, *Autumn Thoughts*, earlier, it had given him a sense of serene calm, instantly reminding him of the girl he’d met at Shuimu University.

Because only her paintings could evoke that feeling in him.

That was exactly why he’d been willing to spend 10 million to buy it.

“Didn’t expect we’d meet again so soon,” the girl said, looking at Ye Qiu with sparkling eyes that shone like stars in the sky.

Ye Qiu smiled, “Yeah, me neither.”

She then asked, “Did you already know that *Autumn Thoughts* was painted by me?”

Ye Qiu shook his head, “No, I didn’t.”

“Really?” She didn’t believe him.

“Really,” Ye Qiu said, “If I’d known it was yours…”

“You wouldn’t have bought it, right?” she interjected.

“No, if I’d known it was yours, I’d have paid 100 million for it.”

Her eyes widened slightly at this unexpected answer, “Why?”

Ye Qiu explained, “You’re so young, yet you paint so well, and your work is imbued with such spirit. It won’t be long before you become a world-class artist. Even if I spent 100 million on it, I could probably sell it for 200 or 300 million—or more—in the future. It’s a no-loss deal.”

“Is that all?” She wasn’t entirely satisfied with his response.

“Alright, I’ll be honest,” Ye Qiu said, “Getting to know you is worth any price.”

The girl burst into laughter, “Have you said that to other girls too?”

“Do you want the truth or a lie?” Ye Qiu asked.

“The truth, of course.”

“The truth is, I’ve never said it to anyone else—only to you.”

Yeah, right!

Though she didn’t believe him, her heart couldn’t help but flutter with delight. “What should I call you?”

“Ye Qiu. ‘Ye’ as in leaf, ‘Qiu’ as in autumn,” he replied, then asked, “And you? What’s your name?”

“Just call me Tangtang.”

Tangtang?

Ye Qiu chuckled, “That doesn’t sound like a real name. A pen name?”

“Not a pen name—it’s my stage name,” she said.

Stage name?

Ye Qiu paused, then laughed, “Oh, right, I almost forgot—you’re an artist.”

The girl smiled.

“By the way, your voice sounds really familiar, like I’ve heard it somewhere before,” Ye Qiu said suddenly.

“You probably have,” she replied, “A lot of people have heard my voice.”

Oh?

Ye Qiu was puzzled.

The girl glanced around, and seeing no one nearby, she quickly removed her mask.

In an instant, a flawless face appeared before Ye Qiu’s eyes.

A beauty that could rival the heavens!

Ye Qiu had seen plenty of stunning women, but this girl’s appearance was undeniably top-tier in his mind, on par with Lin Jingzhi and Bai Bing.

Yet her aura was distinct from theirs.

Lin Jingzhi was the alluring type—every glance and gesture dripping with charm, captivating anyone who looked at her.

Bai Bing was the icy type—always cold-faced, keeping everyone at a distance, like a goddess carved from frost.

But this girl, true to her name, was incredibly sweet. Her smile alone could melt away all worries in an instant, lifting your spirits and filling you with a sense of healing warmth.

She quickly put her mask back on, her eyes darting around as if she was terrified of being spotted.

“I feel like I’ve seen you somewhere before,” Ye Qiu said, finding her face oddly familiar.

“You’ve probably seen me on TV,” she said with a smile, “My actual profession is a singer.”

Boom!

It was as if lightning struck Ye Qiu’s mind, and he immediately recalled her identity.

Tangtang, 23 years old, a singer known for her sweet looks, dubbed the “Sweetheart Leader” of her generation.

Though she’d only debuted three years ago, she’d already taken the country by storm, becoming the most popular singer of the moment. Her signature songs had incredible reach, hailed by countless music critics as the most promising talent of the century, with the potential to surpass legends like Teresa Teng and Faye Wong.

Not long ago, an entertainment magazine had run a poll on Weibo: “Who are the top ten beauties in the entertainment industry in your heart?”

Tangtang had garnered millions of votes, claiming the number one spot.

What was even more remarkable was that, in the chaotic world of showbiz, Tangtang had remained scandal-free since her debut.

“No wonder you seemed familiar—you’re a huge star! My apologies for not recognising you sooner,” Ye Qiu said, his eyes twinkling as he added, “Can I get your autograph?”

“Sure, where should I sign?” Tangtang agreed readily.

“Here,” Ye Qiu extended his palm.

Tangtang pulled a pen from her bag and took his hand.

So soft.

Ye Qiu’s heart skipped a beat.

Just as Tangtang was about to write her name on his palm, she caught the sly, triumphant grin on his face and pouted, “Oh, you! You’re trying to take advantage of me!”

“What? You’re the one holding my hand, aren’t you?” Ye Qiu teased.

Tangtang put the pen away, “I didn’t bring *Autumn Thoughts* with me. I’ll send it to you later.”

“The proceeds from this painting’s auction will all go to a charity foundation.”

“To thank you for your kindness, Ye Qiu, how about I treat you to dinner?”

“Sounds great. It’s an honour to dine with a big star,” Ye Qiu agreed.

“Then let’s go!”

But just as Tangtang finished speaking, her phone rang. She took the call, then said apologetically, “Ye Qiu, I’m so sorry—I have to go handle a mission. I’ll treat you to dinner another day. Bye!”

With that, she left.

Ye Qiu watched her retreating figure, a strange feeling stirring in his chest.

A mission?

Wasn’t she a big star?

Miracle Doctor Chapter 523

Ye Qiu, carrying the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, had just stepped out of the auction house and was about to get into his car when Young Master Zhang approached with a few lackeys in tow.

Each of the lackeys held a baseball bat.

Their intentions were clearly hostile!

“Kid, you finally came out,” Young Master Zhang sneered sinisterly, extending a hand, “Hand it over.”

“Hand what over?” Ye Qiu asked, feigning ignorance.

“Are you freaking stupid? Give me the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow and the Heavenly Master Token, now!” Young Master Zhang barked.

Ye Qiu smirked dismissively, “Who do you think you are? You think I’ll just give them to you because you say so?”

Young Master Zhang’s face darkened, “Kid, I’m warning you—hand over the Heavenly Master Token and the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow right now, or don’t blame me for getting rough.”

“You think you can get rough with me?” Ye Qiu laughed, “There’s always some blind fool in this world who loves courting death.”

“Kid, who are you calling a fool courting death?”

“Say that again if you’ve got the guts!”

“Zhang Shao, this bastard’s too damn arrogant. We need to teach him a lesson!”

The lackeys roared in anger.

Young Master Zhang stared at Ye Qiu coldly, “You know, arrogant people usually don’t end well—especially in front of me. Their fates are even worse.”

“You already screwed me out of 90 million earlier, and I haven’t settled that score yet. Now you’re still acting cocky in my face? You really don’t know your place.”

“But I’m not an unreasonable guy.”

Young Master Zhang’s tone shifted, a glint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes as he smiled, “Give me the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow and the Heavenly Master Token.”

“Plus, compensate me for my 90 million loss, then cut off one of your own arms. Do that, and we’ll call it even.”

“Otherwise, you know what the Zhang family’s capable of, heh…”

The threat was unmistakable.

“Zhang Shao, isn’t it a bit much to bully someone like this?” Ye Qiu said, his expression calm.

“No choice— I’m just that much better than you,” Young Master Zhang grinned coldly, “If you were better than me, you could bully me too…”

*Slap!*

Ye Qiu’s hand cracked across Young Master Zhang’s face.

“Ah—” Young Master Zhang clutched his face, howling in pain.

“Damn it, he dared hit Zhang Shao! Brothers, beat him down!” Seeing their boss struck, the lackeys swung their baseball bats at Ye Qiu.

*Bang!*

Ye Qiu kicked one lackey flying, then spun into a whirlwind kick, sending four more crashing to the ground.

A swift right hook followed, knocking out the last one.

In the blink of an eye, all the lackeys were sprawled on the ground.

Young Master Zhang was dumbfounded.

“How is this possible?”

“What’s this kid’s deal?”

“How can he fight like that?”

Forgetting the sting on his face, Young Master Zhang yanked a folding knife from his pocket and lunged at Ye Qiu’s heart.

If that stab landed, Ye Qiu would be dead for sure.

And that was exactly Young Master Zhang’s plan.

Killing Ye Qiu would get him the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow and the Heavenly Master Token. He didn’t yet know the token was already with Master Longbrow.

For a spoiled rich kid like Young Master Zhang, offing someone wasn’t a big deal.

The folding knife was now just ten centimetres from Ye Qiu’s heart.

“You bastard, daring to hit me? Die!”

A twisted grin spread across Young Master Zhang’s face, as if he could already see Ye Qiu’s corpse.

But in the next second—

*Snap!*

Ye Qiu’s hand seized his wrist.

Young Master Zhang struggled hard, but Ye Qiu’s grip was like iron—inescapable.

“Zhang Shao, a folding knife like that’s just a toy for street punks to scare people with. It’s boring. If you’re going to play with blades, use something like this.”

Ye Qiu raised the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow.

Instantly, a wave of killing intent surged forth, the blade gleaming with cold light.

Young Master Zhang nearly wet himself, stammering in panic, “W-what are you going to do? I’m telling you, if you touch me, I’ll make sure you rot in prison!”

“Whether I rot in prison is a problem for later. We’ll deal with later when it comes. For now, let’s have some fun.”

Despite the bright smile on Ye Qiu’s face, it sent chills down the spine.

“I’m warning you, if you touch me, my family won’t let you off! Don’t mess around…”

*Crack!*

Before Young Master Zhang could finish, Ye Qiu snapped his wrist.

“Ah…” Young Master Zhang let out a blood-curdling scream, nearly passing out from the pain.

A pampered heir like him, raised with nannies and guarded by bodyguards, had never even scraped a knee. His pain tolerance was far below average.

“Honestly, if you were just some ordinary spoiled brat, I wouldn’t bother with you. But since you’re a Zhang, I’ll play with you properly.”

Ye Qiu stepped forward.

Young Master Zhang stumbled back two steps, shouting, “What the hell do you want?”

“Didn’t you say it yourself? If someone’s better than you, they can bully you. So, I’m just following your rules—bullying you!”

*Slap!*

Another slap landed on Young Master Zhang’s face.

Then, Ye Qiu raised the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow and swung down hard. Just as the blade neared Young Master Zhang, he twisted his wrist, striking with the flat of the blade against his arm.

*Crack!*

Young Master Zhang’s right arm broke.

“Ah…” He collapsed, rolling on the ground in agony.

Ye Qiu’s gaze shifted to the lackeys.

“Back at the auction, you lot were the loudest, barking like dogs. I’ve been putting up with you for too long.”

As his words fell, he struck.

*Crack!*

*Crack!*

*Crack!*

“Ah…”

The scene erupted in screams.

In mere moments, the right arms of all the lackeys were crippled by Ye Qiu.

The commotion drew Young Master Zhang’s bodyguards over.

Soon, a dozen of them surrounded Ye Qiu.

Each wielded a collapsible baton.

A bodyguard helped Young Master Zhang up from the ground. Glaring at Ye Qiu, he snarled viciously, “Let’s see just how tough you really are.”

“You dared to touch me? Hmph, I won’t let this slide.”

“Brothers, get him! Kill him, and tonight I’ll treat you all to a wild time at Shengshi Mingliu…”

But before Young Master Zhang could finish, the sound of *bang bang* echoed through the air.

Relentless.

In less than two minutes, all dozen bodyguards were down, unconscious.

“This…” Young Master Zhang swallowed hard, stunned.

These bodyguards were elite, hired at great expense by his family to protect him. They were skilled fighters, yet in front of Ye Qiu, they were utterly helpless.

Ye Qiu stepped forward and slapped Young Master Zhang again.

*Slap!*

This blow left Young Master Zhang’s mouth bleeding.

“Zhang Shao, I’ll give you a chance. Call for backup.”

“Make sure you bring the toughest guy the Zhang family’s got.”

“Otherwise, I’ll kill you today.”

A cold glint flashed in Ye Qiu’s eyes. Since he’d decided to collect some interest, he might as well collect a lot.

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Call for backup?

Young Master Zhang thought he’d misheard, staring at Ye Qiu in disbelief.

“What, didn’t you hear me?”

“Call someone right now.”

“And make sure it’s the toughest person the Zhang family has.”

Ye Qiu glanced at his watch as he spoke, “I’m giving you fifteen minutes.”

“If no one shows up to save you in fifteen minutes, get ready to meet the King of Hell!”

A thick murderous intent flashed in Young Master Zhang’s eyes. He pulled out his phone and made a call.

The call connected.

Young Master Zhang roared, “I don’t care where you are—bring people to save me now!”

“I’ve been crippled!”

“Bring as many as you can, the more the better, hurry!”

Hanging up, Young Master Zhang glared at Ye Qiu, “Just you wait. If you don’t die today, I’ll write my name backwards.”

Ye Qiu ignored him, opened his car door, sat in the driver’s seat, and started playing with his phone.

In less than ten minutes.

The roar of engines filled the air.

First to arrive was a green Lamborghini, pulling off a flashy drift before stopping nearby.

Then, over twenty Audi sedans rolled in from all directions.

Following them, more than thirty vans appeared.

The doors swung open, and over two hundred thugs poured out—each one burly and imposing.

Every one of them wielded a collapsible baton.

Their faces radiated menace.

Such an overwhelming display had already scared off the nearby onlookers, who fled to avoid getting caught in the crossfire.

Ye Qiu paid no mind to the thugs, his eyes fixed on the green Lamborghini.

The Lamborghini’s door was the last to open.

A young man stepped out.

He looked even younger than Young Master Zhang—barely twenty, about 1.7 meters tall. His hair was dyed red, he wore an earring, and he was dressed in baggy pants and flip-flops, exuding a carefree, rebellious vibe.

“Damn!”

Seeing Young Master Zhang’s condition, the youth shouted and rushed over to help him up, asking, “Zhang哥, you okay? I didn’t get here too late, did I?”

“Duoduo, you’re right on time,” Young Master Zhang pointed at Ye Qiu, snarling viciously, “Brothers, kill him!”

In an instant, the two hundred-plus thugs surrounded Ye Qiu and his car.

“Hold on!” Ye Qiu shouted.

“What, scared now? Want to beg for mercy?” Young Master Zhang sneered grotesquely, “Too late.”

“Aren’t you supposed to be a badass fighter? Let’s see just how tough you are.”

“You might handle twenty, but can you take on two hundred?”

“Brothers, whoever breaks one of his arms gets 100,000. Whoever kills him gets a million.”

“And that’s not all—I’ll treat you all to a night at Shengshi Mingliu. All expenses on me.”

*Roar! Roar! Roar!*

The thugs howled in excitement. They’d heard Shengshi Mingliu had a fresh batch of tender girls they hadn’t sampled yet.

Young Master Zhang’s words ignited their bloodlust—they wanted nothing more than to crush Ye Qiu and then party with their boss.

“I told you to call the toughest person in the Zhang family. Who the hell did you bring?” Ye Qiu asked, eyeing the red-haired youth, “You’re not from the Zhang family, are you?”

“Whether I’m from the Zhang family or not is none of your damn business,” the red-haired youth snapped rudely, “You dared touch my Zhang哥. Even if the King of Heaven showed up today, he couldn’t save you.”

“Who the hell are you?”

Though Ye Qiu felt no fear, he needed to figure out this youth’s background. That way, he could gauge how far to take things.

If this kid was from some prominent family in the capital—one that had been involved in the ambush against Ye Wushuang back then—then sorry, the interest would be collected in full.

“You want to know who I am? Fine, perk up your ears, and Grandpa will tell you.”

The red-haired youth boasted arrogantly, “I don’t change my name or my seat—I’m Qian Duoduo.”

Qian Duoduo?

Ye Qiu asked calmly, “From the Qian family in the capital?”

“The Qian family in the capital is nothing. Let me tell you, I’m from Suzhou-Hangzhou.”

The Qian family of Suzhou-Hangzhou—could it be…?

Ye Qiu’s heart jolted with surprise, “Who’s your grandfather?”

“Qian Siyuan,” the yellow-haired youth replied, “Heard of that name? Let me tell you, the Qian family of Suzhou-Hangzhou is a century-old elite clan. My grandfather’s a legendary educator with students all over the world.”

“So your father’s Qian Weidong, then?”

The red-haired youth blinked, “How do you know my dad’s name?”

Not only do I know, I’m your cousin.

Ye Qiu’s mother, Qian Jinglan, hailed from the century-old Qian family of Suzhou-Hangzhou.

From Ye Qiu’s later investigations, he knew Old Master Qian had two sons and a daughter: the eldest son Qian Bowen, the second son Qian Weidong, and the daughter Qian Jinglan.

Qian Bowen had two daughters, both married off, while Qian Weidong had one son.

“Didn’t expect I’d meet someone from the Qian family under these circumstances.”

“Wait, no—according to my intel, Qian Weidong’s son is named Qian Baoyu.”

“How’d it turn into Qian Duoduo now?”

As Ye Qiu pondered this, Qian Duoduo sneered, “I get it. You’re trying to cozy up to me, hoping I’ll go easy on you, right?”

“If that’s your game, you’ve miscalculated.”

“You dared touch my Zhang哥—I won’t let you off.”

Ye Qiu said coolly, “This is between me and Zhang Shao. An outsider like you should stay out of it.”

“I’m no outsider. Zhang Shao’s my brother—closer than a real brother…”

“Duoduo, stop wasting words with him. Tell the boys to attack,” Young Master Zhang interrupted.

“Got it. Brothers, all together—”

*Whoosh!*

Before Qian Duoduo could finish, Ye Qiu’s figure vanished from his spot.

In the next instant, Young Master Zhang was sent flying with a single kick from Ye Qiu.

“Oof—” Young Master Zhang crashed into several thugs, landing in a pathetic heap.

Qian Duoduo froze, then erupted in fury.

“Brothers, take him down!”

Instantly, the thugs charged as one.

Ye Qiu showed no fear, facing a hundred foes alone.

The first dozen to reach him didn’t even get their batons close before the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow struck.

*Crack!*

Arms snapped.

A group collapsed, wailing in pain.

Ye Qiu strode forward, sweeping the blade horizontally, using the flat to knock out five or six more.

Then came a relentless *bang bang bang*, accompanied by scream after scream.

Ye Qiu moved like lightning, striking with ruthless precision.

In just a few minutes, nearly a hundred men were down.

And Ye Qiu himself? Not a scratch.

Qian Duoduo’s eyes widened, his mouth forming an “O” in sheer disbelief.

“How is this possible?”

In his mind, Ye Qiu was a dead man walking. Yet now, his own men were dropping like flies.

Ye Qiu was like a war god—unstoppable, invincible.

Ten minutes later.

Every last one of Qian Duoduo’s men lay defeated on the ground.

The scene was chaos, filled with groans and cries.

Realising things had gone south, Qian Duoduo grabbed Young Master Zhang, ready to bolt.

Just then, a cold snort sounded behind them.

“Stop right there!”

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Strangely enough, the moment they heard Ye Qiu’s cold shout, both Young Master Zhang and Qian Duoduo froze in their tracks.

They didn’t even have the courage to keep running.

Then, Ye Qiu approached them, the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow in hand.

“What are you going to do? Y-you… stay back!”

Young Master Zhang shouted, trembling.

Gone was his earlier arrogance, replaced by nothing but raw fear.

For a pampered rich kid like him, all his usual bravado meant nothing when faced with life or death—he was less resilient than an average person.

As Ye Qiu drew closer, he said, “I told you from the start to call the toughest guy in the Zhang family.”

“You didn’t listen and instead called someone from the Qian family. What’s the point?”

“Zhang Shao, it looks like you really don’t want to live.”

Seeing Ye Qiu closing in, Young Master Zhang yelled at the fallen thugs, “Get up! All of you, get up!”

“Take him down!”

“Whoever kills him gets five million—no, ten million!”

“Get up, I’m begging you…”

But not a single one rose.

They’d all lost their fighting ability, and more than that, Ye Qiu had beaten the fight out of them.

This kid was a demon.

Terrifying!

“Useless. Forget ten million—even if you offered a billion, they wouldn’t dare move.”

“Because if they try anything again, I’ll take their lives.”

Ye Qiu paused, turning to Qian Duoduo, “How about you give it a shot?”

Hmph, send me to my death? No way!

Qian Duoduo took a step back.

Ye Qiu sneered, “Aren’t you from the Qian family of Suzhou-Hangzhou?”

“Isn’t your Qian family supposed to be hot stuff?”

“Come on, spar with me. Don’t worry, I promise I won’t kill you!”

Qian Duoduo’s face flushed as he barked, “I don’t care who you are—you’d better stop now, or else…”

Ye Qiu lunged forward, landing a slap across Qian Duoduo’s face.

Qian Duoduo clutched his cheek, glaring at Ye Qiu with fury, “You bastard, you dare hit me…”

Another slap from Ye Qiu.

“I hit you. What are you gonna do about it?”

Qian Duoduo spat, “Just you wait, I won’t let this go.”

Yet another slap landed on Qian Duoduo’s face.

“Instead of staying put in Suzhou-Hangzhou, you come to the capital to mess around and threaten me? Looks like you’re tired of living.”

Qian Duoduo’s anger faded, replaced by deep fear.

Then Ye Qiu raised his hand again.

“Big Bro, let’s talk this out—can we stop with the hitting? A gentleman uses words, not fists,” Qian Duoduo pleaded, shrinking back as tears welled up, terrified of another blow.

Ye Qiu had intended to stop, but seeing Qian Duoduo cry sparked his irritation.

He delivered a hard smack, snapping, “Don’t you know a man shouldn’t shed tears lightly? The Qian family, a century-old scholarly clan, raised a thing like you?”

He could tell Qian Duoduo had been spoiled rotten by the Qian family.

And why not? As the only male of the third generation, he was naturally the apple of their eye.

As for Ye Qiu, his mother had long been disowned by the Qian family—he had no ties to them anymore.

After a few slaps, Qian Duoduo finally settled down, abandoning his tough act and switching to a softer tone:

“Big Bro, what do you even want?”

“Do you have any idea who Zhang Shao is? You’ve screwed yourself big time.”

“And this is the capital—you’ve hurt so many people. Aren’t you afraid of jail?”

Ye Qiu found it amusing, “You know this is the capital, yet you brought all these guys to cause trouble. Aren’t you afraid of rotting in prison?”

“How can you compare to me? I’ve got Zhang Shao backing me—who’s got your back?” Qian Duoduo said, “Bro, take my advice and get out of here while you can!”

“I don’t need anyone backing me.”

With that, Ye Qiu strode over, kicked Young Master Zhang to the ground, and planted a foot on his chest, “Call more people.”

“And make sure it’s the toughest guy in the Zhang family.”

“Otherwise, no one’s saving you today.”

Young Master Zhang’s face crumpled as he whimpered, “Big Bro, there’s no one left.”

He’d only recently returned to the capital, and Qian Duoduo was his only close buddy here. He’d already called everyone he could.

“Zhang Shao, you should know—if you don’t call someone, your only path left is death.”

Ye Qiu raised the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow.

The blade’s cold gleam sent a chill through Young Master Zhang’s body.

“Big Bro, there’s really no one left. How about this—I won’t hold it against you, okay?”

Ye Qiu stomped on Young Master Zhang’s face, growling, “You still don’t get it, do you?”

“This isn’t about you holding anything against me—it’s about me bullying you.”

“I’m stepping on your face, and you’re still taking it?”

“If you don’t call someone, I’ll crush your face and toss you into a dumpster to feed the stray dogs.”

This was too much!

Beyond his anger, Young Master Zhang was gripped by terror.

He could see Ye Qiu wasn’t bluffing—this bastard meant what he said. He was a lunatic.

“Big Bro, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have messed with you.”

“How about this—I’ll give you ten million to let me off, okay?”

“Ten million’s not enough? Then twenty million… fifty million—fifty million’s good, right?”

“I’m begging you, spare me. I really messed up.”

Young Master Zhang kept pleading.

“Do I look like I’m short on cash?” Ye Qiu said, “I recall the Zhang family has a real big shot—Zhang Qingyao, right?”

“Call him!”

“If I don’t see him in ten minutes, I’ll send you to the afterlife!”

Young Master Zhang hesitated for a long while before pulling out his phone and dialing, sobbing, “Big Bro, come save me…”

In less than ten minutes, a Maybach pulled up at the auction house entrance.

The door opened, and a young man stepped out, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a suit.

It was Zhang Qingyao, the eldest son of the Zhang family!

Zhang Qingyao got out, quickly surveyed the scene, his brows furrowing slightly before he walked over.

“Big Bro, save me! This bastard’s going to kill me!” Young Master Zhang cried out to Zhang Qingyao as if he’d seen a lifeline.

Zhang Qingyao’s gaze darkened as he saw Ye Qiu’s foot on his brother’s face.

At that moment, Qian Duoduo scurried over to Zhang Qingyao and whispered a few words.

Zhang Qingyao gave Ye Qiu a surprised glance, then spoke politely, “Buddy, whatever my little brother did wrong, let me apologise on his behalf…”

Ye Qiu stomped down, shattering Young Master Zhang’s nose. Blood sprayed instantly.

“If apologies worked, what’s the point of you being here?”

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Ye Qiu raised his head to look at Zhang Qingyao, a cold glint flickering in his eyes.

He had been waiting for this eldest son of the Zhang family.

Before coming to the capital, Ye Qiu had thoroughly investigated the major families of the city, including the Zhang family, of course.

Zhang Qingyao, graduated from the finance department of Cambridge University at twenty-two, then worked as a fund manager on Wall Street for two years.

At twenty-four, he returned to China and founded a financial company.

Now, with assets exceeding ten billion, he was hailed as China’s “Buffett.” Recently, he had been named one of China’s Top Ten Outstanding Youths and was highly regarded by the Zhang family patriarch.

It was said that the old man of the Zhang family had even declared that after his passing, Zhang Qingyao would take charge of the family and become the next head of the Zhang household.

Naturally, such a person drew Ye Qiu’s attention.

After all, to know your enemy and yourself is to win a hundred battles.

Ye Qiu had reviewed some information about Zhang Qingyao and discovered one defining trait about him—ruthlessness!

Zhang Qingyao’s business rivals either ended up ruined and destitute or locked away in prison.

This man was not only ruthless to others but also to himself.

It was said that when Zhang Qingyao started his business, he didn’t reveal his identity. He approached a bank’s credit department director for a loan.

The director, a lecherous man, took a liking to Zhang Qingyao’s female assistant. He hinted that if Zhang Qingyao handed her over for a night, he’d approve the loan.

Zhang Qingyao refused, which infuriated the director. In front of everyone, the director pulled out six bottles of Maotai and said that if Zhang Qingyao drank them all, he’d approve the loan.

Zhang Qingyao actually downed all six bottles in one go, landing himself in the hospital with a stomach bleed, nearly dying.

This incident became widely known in the capital.

Some called Zhang Qingyao foolish—with his background, he could’ve flashed his family name, and any bank would’ve begged to lend him money. Yet he chose to suffer instead.

Little did they know, it was precisely this event that made the older generation of big shots in the capital take notice of him.

They admired his refusal to rely on his family’s influence, his self-reliance, and his backbone, predicting that the eldest son of the Zhang family would achieve great things.

Some outsiders assumed Zhang Qingyao would seek revenge on the credit director, but to everyone’s surprise, he didn’t. Instead, he became good friends with the man.

That is, until three years later.

The credit director was reported for crimes, with irrefutable evidence, and ended up sentenced to life in prison.

As for who reported him, no one knew.

Through his connections in the Underworld Palace, Ye Qiu discovered that the mastermind behind the report was none other than Zhang Qingyao. This showed that the man wasn’t just ruthless—he was also incredibly patient.

“If you want to save your brother, cripple one of your hands. Otherwise, I’ll send both of you brothers to meet King Yama.”

Ye Qiu looked at Zhang Qingyao, exuding an icy killing intent.

Zhang Qingyao narrowed his eyes and said, “I don’t know how my brother offended you, but I’m willing to compensate you. Name your price!”

“Ten billion!”

Ye Qiu opened with an outrageous demand, clearly toying with Zhang Qingyao.

Instead of getting angry, Zhang Qingyao smiled and said, “Brother, that’s not very sporting. I’m genuinely offering compensation. Name a real price.”

“Do I look like someone who needs money?” Ye Qiu said coldly.

Zhang Qingyao studied him for a moment, then shook his head. “No.”

“Then that settles it,” Ye Qiu said. “Money won’t resolve this matter today.”

“So what’s your point?”

“As I said, either you cripple one hand, or both you brothers leave your lives here.”

Zhang Qingyao’s face darkened. “Brother, do you know who I am?”

Ye Qiu replied, “I don’t care who you are. Either do as I say, or I’ll deal with you.”

Zhang Shao shouted, “Big brother, hurry and call for help! Get Grandpa’s bodyguards here—I don’t believe we can’t kill this punk…”

“Shut up!”

Zhang Qingyao shot a fierce glare at his useless brother, then looked deeply at Ye Qiu and asked gravely, “Brother, is this really the only way?”

“The only way.”

“No room for negotiation? I think we can talk this out.”

“There’s no talking about this.”

Ye Qiu sneered inwardly. Since this was about collecting interest, how could money settle it?

Zhang Qingyao hesitated for a few seconds, then raised his left hand, fingers spread.

Then, with his right hand, he grabbed his left pinky and snapped it hard.

Crack!

The left pinky broke instantly.

Yet Zhang Qingyao didn’t even flinch.

Next, he grabbed his left ring finger with his right hand and snapped it again.

Crack!

The ring finger broke.

“Enough?” Zhang Qingyao asked coldly.

The response was just two words.

“Not enough!”

Zhang Qingyao grabbed his left middle finger and snapped it with force.

Crack!

The middle finger broke.

“Enough?”

“Not enough.”

Crack!

The index finger broke.

“Is this enough?”

“Still not enough.”

Crack!

Zhang Qingyao snapped his left thumb as well, saying, “Now it’s enough, right?”

At this point, all five fingers on his left hand were broken, yet he hadn’t let out a single groan of pain or even furrowed his brow.

Ye Qiu sneered, “Seems you forgot—I didn’t ask for your five fingers, but your hand.”

“You bastard! If you’ve got the guts, come at me! What kind of skill is it to bully my big brother?”

Zhang Shao cursed at Ye Qiu loudly, then turned to Zhang Qingyao. “Big brother, get out of here! I don’t need you to save me.”

“At worst, I die. Eighteen years from now, I’ll be a hero again.”

“Shut up!”

Zhang Qingyao glared fiercely at Zhang Shao, then crouched down, placing his left hand on the ground. With his right hand, he picked up a baton from the floor.

He took a deep breath.

Then smashed it down hard.

“No—” Zhang Shao barely got the word out before a sharp “crack” rang through the air. Zhang Qingyao’s left hand was ruined!

“Brother—” Zhang Shao cried.

Zhang Qingyao clenched his teeth, the immense pain causing sweat to bead on his forehead. Ignoring Zhang Shao, he looked at Ye Qiu and said, “Now is it enough?”

“Enough.”

Thud!

Ye Qiu kicked Zhang Shao over to Zhang Qingyao, then hefted his Great Xia Dragon Sparrow and prepared to get into the car.

“Wait a moment,” Zhang Qingyao called out. “I still don’t know your name.”

“Planning revenge?” Ye Qiu gave a faint smile. “I’m Ye Qiu. Come find me anytime if you want payback.”

Ye Qiu?

Why did that name sound so familiar?

Suddenly, Zhang Qingyao’s pupils widened, a cold sweat breaking out down his back.

At that moment, Ye Qiu grabbed Qian Duoduo by the collar.

“You, what are you doing? Big brother, I’m a good guy! I’m really a good guy—please don’t kill me, okay?”

Qian Duoduo was so scared he nearly wet himself.

Earlier, he’d been counting on Zhang Qingyao to show up and give Ye Qiu a thorough thrashing. Who’d have thought Zhang Qingyao would end up being the one thrashed by Ye Qiu?

Ye Qiu tossed Qian Duoduo into the driver’s seat, then sat in the passenger side himself, saying, “Drive.”

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Ye Qiu left.

Zhang Qingyao remained standing in place, watching the car depart, motionless for a long time.

“Brother, how could you let that bastard go? If you just called Grandpa’s bodyguards, we could definitely kill him.”

Slap!

Zhang Qingyao turned and slapped Zhang Shao across the face, cursing, “From the first day you returned to the capital, I warned you not to cause trouble.”

“The capital is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Don’t think that just because our Zhang family is one of the four great families, you can act arrogant and overbearing.”

“If I hadn’t come today, you’d be dead.”

Zhang Shao held his face, looking aggrieved. “Brother, even if you hadn’t come, that punk wouldn’t have dared to kill me.”

“I don’t believe he’d dare to kill recklessly in the capital.”

“Could he afford to provoke our Zhang family?”

Zhang Qingyao roared in anger.

“You idiot! If he couldn’t provoke the Zhang family, would he have hit you?”

“Knowing my identity, he still forced me to cripple my own hand?”

“Do you even know who he is?”

“Who is he?” Zhang Shao asked.

“He’s Ye Qiu.” When Zhang Qingyao said Ye Qiu’s name, a deep fear flashed in his eyes.

“Ye Qiu?” Zhang Shao scoffed. “Never heard of him. Must be some nobody.”

“You’re right, he is a nobody, but he’s a nobody you can’t afford to mess with.”

“Not just you—even I wouldn’t dare provoke him.”

Zhang Qingyao continued, “You’ve heard about Bai Yujing getting beaten, right?”

“Of course I have,” Zhang Shao said regretfully. “Such a pity I had something else that day and couldn’t go to the Bai family. Otherwise, I could’ve seen Bai Yujing get thrashed in person.”

“I also heard that Xiao Qingdi got beaten that day too.”

“What? Bai Yujing getting beaten has something to do with that guy just now?”

Zhang Qingyao said, “Bai Yujing and Xiao Qingdi were beaten by him.”

What?

Zhang Shao was dumbfounded.

“He doesn’t even care about Bai Yujing or Xiao Qingdi—would he be afraid of you? Would he fear our Zhang family?”

“Do you know what people in the capital call Ye Qiu now? They call him Madman Ye.”

“His way of doing things is indeed no different from a lunatic.”

“Ever since he beat up Bai Yujing and Xiao Qingdi, a saying has been circulating in the capital’s high society: ‘Better to provoke King Yama than Madman Ye.’”

“If I hadn’t done what he said just now, both of us would’ve died here.”

Hearing this, Zhang Shao felt a chill run through his body.

After a moment, Zhang Shao seemed to remember something and hurriedly said, “Brother, that guy’s a lunatic! He took Duoduo— you’ve got to save him. Duoduo’s my best brother.”

“Don’t worry, Qian Duoduo won’t die,” Zhang Qingyao said. “If Ye Qiu wanted to kill him, he wouldn’t have taken him away. He’d have killed him right then and there.”

“Then why did he take Duoduo?” Zhang Shao asked, puzzled.

“I’m not a worm in Ye Qiu’s stomach—how would I know?” Still annoyed, Zhang Qingyao slapped Zhang Shao across the face again.

“Remember this: from now on, keep a low profile in the capital. If you cause trouble again, I’ll kill you myself before anyone else gets the chance.”

Zhang Shao lowered his head, not daring to breathe loudly.

He might strut around in front of outsiders, but in front of Zhang Qingyao, he didn’t have the slightest bit of defiance.

Zhang Qingyao was more handsome, more capable, and richer than him. Most importantly, he was the old man’s chosen successor as the next family head.

It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that in the Zhang family, Zhang Qingyao’s status was second only to the patriarch.

Zhang Shao whimpered, “Brother, I’m sorry. It’s all my fault today. If it weren’t for me, your hand wouldn’t…”

“No crying! A real man can bleed but never shed tears,” Zhang Qingyao sternly reprimanded, then softened his tone. “Does it hurt?”

“No, it doesn’t,” Zhang Shao shook his head. In truth, he was covered in injuries—how could it not hurt?

But in front of Zhang Qingyao, he didn’t dare show it, or his brother would think him useless.

“You’re hurt this badly—how could it not hurt? Come on, I’ll take you to the hospital.”

“Brother, your hand…”

“It’s fine. A minor surgery at the hospital will fix it.”

Zhang Shao, still unwilling to let it go, asked, “Brother, Ye Qiu’s so arrogant. When are we going to get revenge?”

“Revenge on him? Are you trying to die?” Zhang Qingyao said. “Pretend today never happened.”

Zhang Shao’s eyes widened. “Brother, you’re not planning to just let it slide, are you?”

“Didn’t you hear what I just said? He dared to beat Bai Yujing and Xiao Qingdi. You want revenge? Are you looking to die?”

Zhang Qingyao said coldly, “Remember this: from now on, if you see him, stay as far away as possible.”

…

Half an hour later.

The car stopped at a food street.

“If you dare run off, don’t expect me to show mercy.”

Ye Qiu tossed out a harsh warning before jumping out of the car and walking into a roadside snack shop.

Qian Duoduo, with a bitter expression, looked up at the sky and sighed. “God, why am I so unlucky?”

“I’m not even a beauty—what does he want with me?”

“If there’s a debt to settle, he should go after Zhang Shao. What’s the point of grabbing an honest, kind guy like me?”

Sitting alone in the car was boring.

Qian Duoduo got out and followed Ye Qiu into the snack shop.

Upon entering, he saw Ye Qiu’s table covered with snacks.

Stewed offal, fried tripe, spring rolls, pea pudding, sticky rice cakes…

Qian Duoduo swallowed hard. He hadn’t been hungry before, but seeing all these snacks, he suddenly felt famished.

“Sit!”

Ye Qiu pointed to the seat across from him.

Qian Duoduo sat down.

Ye Qiu pushed a bowl of fermented bean juice toward Qian Duoduo and said, “This is yours. Drink it.”

Qian Duoduo’s face twisted into a grimace. “I can’t get used to this stuff…”

“Can’t handle it? Then I’ll break one of your hands.”

Whoosh!

Qian Duoduo grabbed the bowl with both hands and downed the bean juice in one go.

“Now can you handle it?” Ye Qiu asked.

“I can…”

“Then have another bowl. Boss, one more bowl of bean juice.”

Qian Duoduo: “…”

After Qian Duoduo finished the second bowl, Ye Qiu finally asked, “Weren’t you in Suhang? What are you doing in the capital?”

“Well, isn’t it almost Grandpa Zhang’s seventieth birthday? So my grandfather sent me to the capital to wish him well,” Qian Duoduo said.

Ye Qiu sneered. “Didn’t your grandfather always pride himself on his integrity? Why’s he suddenly changed his tune and wants to cozy up to the Zhang family?”

Qian Duoduo didn’t hide anything and replied, “Grandpa’s probably looking for a backer for the Qian family.”

“Doesn’t your grandfather have students all over the country? He still needs a backer?” Ye Qiu glanced at him. “Go on.”

Qian Duoduo said, “Ever since my little aunt left home over twenty years ago, Grandpa’s health has been declining.”

“Especially in recent years, he’s basically been living in the hospital. In May this year, the hospital even issued a critical condition notice—he almost didn’t make it.”

“Maybe he knows his time is running out, so he’s changed his ways and sent me to the capital to celebrate Grandpa Zhang’s birthday.”

“My grandfather taught Grandpa Zhang back in the day. Grandpa Zhang was one of his students.”

So that’s how it was.

Ye Qiu’s heart remained unmoved.

Though he’d learned from Qian Duoduo that Old Man Qian was in poor health and could die any day, Ye Qiu felt no sympathy.

If Old Man Qian hadn’t cast his mother out of the family back then, she wouldn’t have had to suffer so much.

Beep beep beep!

Just then, Ye Qiu’s phone rang. He pulled it out and saw an unfamiliar number on the screen.

He pressed the answer button.

Ye Qiu said, “Hello, this is Ye Qiu…”

“You little brat, come save me quick!”

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Changmei Zhenren’s voice was filled with urgency.

Ye Qiu’s heart tightened, and he immediately asked, “Old thing, what’s happened? Hello, hello…”

A busy tone came through the phone.

The call had been disconnected.

Ye Qiu quickly redialed.

The call soon connected, and Ye Qiu hurriedly asked, “Old thing, where are you?”

“Old thing?” A strange male voice came from the other end, sounding slightly puzzled. “Are you Ye Qiu?”

“I’m Ye Qiu. Who are you?” Ye Qiu asked.

“This is Ping’an Road Police Station. My surname is Wang. Ye Qiu, please come to the station right away. Your father’s in trouble.”

“Father?”

Ye Qiu was stunned, then said, “Officer Wang, have you got it wrong? My father went missing over twenty years ago.”

“Missing? But that old Taoist said you’re his son!”

Damn,

Ye Qiu’s face darkened with frustration.

This unreliable old fool was spouting nonsense again.

Ye Qiu asked, “Officer Wang, could you tell me if that old Taoist is in any life-threatening danger?”

“This is a police station, it’s very safe. How could there be any danger to his life?” Officer Wang said, “You’d better come quickly!”

“Officer Wang, can you tell me what’s happened to him?” Ye Qiu asked again.

“Well… it’s better if you come and we’ll talk about it here!”

Ye Qiu hung up and said to Qian Duoduo, “Let’s go to Ping’an Road Police Station.”

Twenty minutes later.

The two arrived at the station.

Ye Qiu found Officer Wang.

Officer Wang was a middle-aged man with a square face, exuding an air of righteousness. He led Ye Qiu and Qian Duoduo into his office.

“Officer Wang, what exactly happened to that old Taoist?” Ye Qiu asked.

Officer Wang studied Ye Qiu for a moment and said, “You’re really not that old Taoist’s son?”

Ye Qiu gave a wry smile. “Of course not. I grew up with my mother.”

“I didn’t think so either. That old Taoist has a pointed chin and monkey-like cheeks, how could he have a son as handsome as you?” Officer Wang then asked, “Can you contact his family?”

“He has no family,” Ye Qiu said.

Officer Wang nodded. “That’s what the old Taoist said too. It seems he wasn’t lying to me. Are you his friends?”

“Yes.”

Ye Qiu gave a small grunt and asked again, “Officer Wang, what did he do?”

Officer Wang gave Ye Qiu a complicated look and said, “He’s involved in soliciting prostitution.”

What?

Ye Qiu’s eyes widened in disbelief, then he asked, “Officer Wang, could there be some misunderstanding here?”

“Are you wondering if we nabbed the wrong person?”

Officer Wang shook his head, his tone firm. “I’ll tell you this, we didn’t get the wrong person.”

“Some time ago, we received reports from the public that an apartment in our jurisdiction often had unfamiliar men and women coming and going, acting suspiciously. We staked it out for a week.”

“After undercover investigation, we confirmed that a group had rented an entire floor of the apartment specifically for that kind of business.”

“Today was the day we moved in to shut it down.”

“When we entered the room, that old Taoist was pulling up his trousers, and there were two young women inside, not wearing any clothes.”

Ye Qiu’s face instantly turned ashen.

“Though that old Taoist’s behaviour was improper, I have to criticise you lot too.”

Officer Wang lectured Ye Qiu, “As his friends, you should keep a proper eye on him.”

“At his age, what if something happened to him during vigorous activity, like if it got too intense and he couldn’t catch his breath? That’d be a tragedy, wouldn’t it?”

“So, you need to pay more attention to him in the future, got it?”

Ye Qiu nodded repeatedly.

“You’re right. I’ll definitely keep an eye on him from now on.”

Originally, Ye Qiu had planned to get the full story at the station and then flash his Underworld Palace credentials to take the old man away.

Who could’ve known it’d be a situation like this?

He immediately scrapped the idea of showing his credentials, otherwise, it’d disgrace the War God.

“Of course, don’t blame the old man too much.”

Officer Wang’s tone softened a bit. “For an elderly person like him, with no wife, no children around, not even someone to talk to, feeling lonely, empty, and cold is perfectly normal.”

“So, you lot need to care for him more, like taking him to the park, playing chess, exercising…”

“Alright, get the paperwork done and take him back!”

Ye Qiu said, “Officer, I have a request.”

“Go ahead.”

“Keep him locked up for a few days, let him learn a lesson.”

Officer Wang laughed. “You think I don’t want to? I’ll tell you this, if he were fifty years younger, I wouldn’t just detain him, I’d give him a proper talking-to as well.”

“But at his age, keeping him here means I’d have to find someone to look after him. If something happened to his health, wouldn’t that be asking for trouble?”

“Besides, our station is already short-staffed, and grassroots work is complicated enough. Where would we find the manpower to care for him?”

“You’d better just take him back!”

Ye Qiu paid a five-thousand-yuan fine, then left Officer Wang’s office. Another officer led him to a room.

There was a square glass window on the door.

Ye Qiu stood outside and peered in.

The room held thirty or forty people.

A large portion of them were scantily clad young women, all fairly attractive with striking figures. A few had long, flowing hair, innocent looks, and high appeal.

“Not bad quality. Your friend sure knows how to pick them, huh, big brother,” Qian Duoduo whispered behind Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu let out a cold snort and scanned the room, spotting Changmei Zhenren.

The old fool was sitting cross-legged in a corner, holding a horsetail whisk, looking like some aloof sage.

A group of young women surrounded Changmei Zhenren, eagerly asking him to read their fortunes.

The old man took the chance to cop a feel, rubbing his face against them here, sneaking a touch there, thoroughly enjoying himself.

Old bastard!

Seeing this, Ye Qiu’s anger flared.

Clang,

The officer opened the door and shouted at the people inside, “This is a police station, not a leisure club. All of you behave yourselves!”

The room instantly fell silent.

“Old Taoist, your friend’s here to pick you up,” the officer called out.

In an instant, everyone in the room looked up towards Ye Qiu at the door.

“Wow, a handsome guy’s here!”

“Taoist, is he your friend? Bring him along next time to hang out with us~”

Some of the bolder girls even winked at Ye Qiu, sending flirtatious glances.

The officer turned back to Ye Qiu and asked, “By the way, what’s your name?”

Ye Qiu replied calmly, “I’m Qian Duoduo.”

The officer bellowed, “Old Taoist, your friend Qian Duoduo is here to pick you up!”

Changmei Zhenren: “…”

Qian Duoduo: “…”

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Ye Qiu left the police station with a dark expression, not saying a word.

Qian Duoduo and Changmei Zhenren followed behind him.

“Young man, what’s your name?” Changmei Zhenren struck up a conversation with Qian Duoduo.

“I’m Qian Duoduo.” Qian Duoduo grinned. “Taoist, I couldn’t tell, but you sure know how to have fun, calling two at once.”

“No choice, I’m in good shape.” Changmei Zhenren said with lingering satisfaction. “I have to say, those two girls were really something.”

“Was it good?” Qian Duoduo winked and asked.

“Good.” Changmei Zhenren replied. “Their technique was excellent.”

“I’m not asking about their technique, I’m asking… did you enjoy it?”

Seeing Qian Duoduo’s sleazy expression, Changmei Zhenren knew what the kid was thinking and sighed. “You might not believe me, but I really didn’t do anything.”

Who are you kidding?

If you didn’t do anything, would the police have nabbed you?

Qian Duoduo said, “Taoist, it’s already happened, no need to hide it. By the way, did you get those two girls’ contact info?”

“Well…”

Thwack!

Ye Qiu turned and knocked Qian Duoduo on the head, making him wince in pain.

“Big brother, let’s talk nicely. Gentlemen use words, not hands, alright?”

“I’m warning you, if you dare slack off and mess around, I won’t let it slide.” Ye Qiu glared fiercely at Qian Duoduo.

“Who are you to me? What gives you the right to control me?” Qian Duoduo said defiantly. “I’ll play if I want to.”

Slap!

Ye Qiu smacked Qian Duoduo on the head again, furious. “Go ahead and try it, see if I don’t kill you.”

Qian Duoduo felt utterly wronged.

Changmei Zhenren glanced at Ye Qiu, a bit sheepishly, and said, “Little brat, I need to explain today’s incident. I really wasn’t there to solicit.”

“What exactly happened?” Ye Qiu asked with a cold face.

Though he knew this old man was unreliable, he didn’t believe Changmei Zhenren would actually do something like that.

Changmei Zhenren explained, “I was originally heading back when I saw two young girls waving at me by the roadside, offering a massage. I saw them standing under the scorching sun, looking pretty pitiful.”

“And the price was cheap, not 998, just 558.”

“So I agreed.”

“I have to say, their technique was top-notch, definitely professionally trained. With their little hands kneading and pressing, I felt like I was floating, all my fatigue from the past few days gone…”

Seeing Changmei Zhenren’s blissful expression, Ye Qiu couldn’t hold back and snapped, “Get to the point.”

Changmei Zhenren continued, “Here’s the thing, their technique was so good that while they were massaging me, I fell asleep.”

“When I opened my eyes again, they were still massaging me. Seeing how dedicated these two girls were, I was touched and couldn’t help but say something stupid.”

“What did you say?” Qian Duoduo asked, brimming with curiosity.

Changmei Zhenren said, “I told the two girls, ‘You’ve got it tough too, how about I add another session?’”

“Taoist, you really know how to enjoy yourself!”

“It’s a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding.” Changmei Zhenren said, “I asked the price, and the girls said it was only 368.”

“I thought it wasn’t expensive, and their service was good, so I added another session.”

“Who knew, right after I paid, they both started taking off their clothes.”

“I’d never seen anything like that before, I was scared out of my wits. I asked them what they were doing, and they laughed and said they’d make me feel really good.”

“I saw the situation was off and immediately tried to pull up my trousers and leave, but just as I was doing that, the police showed up.”

Qian Duoduo found it unbelievable. “So you really didn’t do anything?”

“As a lofty sage beyond the mundane world, how could I do something so filthy and low?” Changmei Zhenren said with a bitter expression. “I just felt sorry for them and wanted to help out.”

“If it was just a massage, why were you taking off your trousers?” Qian Duoduo asked.

“Nowadays, when you go to a massage parlour, don’t you shower first and then change into the disposable shorts they provide?”

At this point, Changmei Zhenren looked at Ye Qiu and said, “Little brat, I really didn’t do anything.”

“You have to believe me.”

Hmph!

Ye Qiu let out a cold snort, then found a restaurant by the roadside and ordered a few dishes.

Earlier, worried about Changmei Zhenren, he’d ordered a bunch of snacks but hadn’t had the chance to eat them.

“By the way, kid, why are you with the little brat?” Changmei Zhenren asked Qian Duoduo, puzzled.

He couldn’t exactly say he’d been nabbed by Ye Qiu, could he?

Qian Duoduo said, “Maybe it’s fate. I’ve recognised Ye Qiu as my big brother.”

“Huh?”

Changmei Zhenren was skeptical. From what he knew of Ye Qiu, he wasn’t the type to casually take on a little brother.

“He’s indeed my brother,” Ye Qiu said.

Changmei Zhenren found it even stranger.

While eating, Qian Duoduo kept fiddling with his phone.

“Stop playing with your phone while eating.” Ye Qiu snatched the phone from Qian Duoduo’s hand.

“Give it back!” Qian Duoduo’s face turned red, his reaction intense.

Ye Qiu grew suspicious, glanced at the phone, and was instantly dumbfounded.

Qian Duoduo had written a bunch of diary entries in his notes.

…

“11 May, Rain.”

“Today was rainy. I went to your company to pick you up after work. You saw me and said, ‘Are you annoying? Stop coming to find me,’ then ran off into the rain.”

“I was so happy. You’d rather get wet yourself than let me get a drop of rain. You really do love me.”

…

“15 May, Rain.”

“I got wet yesterday, and today I’ve got a slight fever. Lying in bed, I texted you, asking why you didn’t care about me. You replied, asking if I was sick and telling me to take medicine if I was.”

“I was instantly moved by your tenderness. Turns out you do care about me.”

…

“20 May, Clear.”

“It’s past one in the morning now. I sent you a message: ‘Did you know? I waited all night for your reply.’ She finally responded: ‘Did I tell you to wait?’ This is the first time she’s replied with so many words. I’m so touched.”

…

“1 June, Overcast.”

“I called you, and you finally picked up. I heard you making ‘ahh ahh’ sounds and saying your feet hurt. I figured you must be in a lot of pain. A man in the background said to you, ‘Come on, switch positions.’ I think you must be getting physiotherapy. Hope you recover soon.”

…

“30 June, Overcast.”

“You deleted me. I stared at the red exclamation mark for a long time, lost in thought. I figured there must be some meaning to it, and then I got it—red represents passion, it’s a joyful colour, meaning you want to marry me!”

“Darling, I do!”

…

“10 July, Clear.”

“I heard you’re pregnant, but the father’s not around. It’s fine, have the baby. He’ll take my surname.”

Miracle Doctor Chapter 530

Ye Qiu finished reading Qian Duoduo’s diary, feeling both amused and irritated.

Could this be the legendary simp right by his side?

He glanced at Qian Duoduo, whose face was flushed with extreme embarrassment.

“The kid takes your surname after being born, you’re that impressive, huh? Does your dad know?”

Ye Qiu said, “You’d better show this to your granddad. That way he won’t need to stay in the hospital.”

The Qian family was, after all, a百年望族 (century-old prominent family) from Suhang, a scholarly household. If Old Man Qian found out he had such an unfilial grandson, he’d probably be furious enough to drop dead.

“Give me back my phone.” Qian Duoduo snatched the phone from Ye Qiu’s hand.

Changmei Zhenren, still unaware of what was going on, asked, “Little brat, what are you two talking about?”

“None of your damn business!”

“Who asked you to butt in!”

Ye Qiu and Qian Duoduo spoke in unison, both glaring at Changmei Zhenren.

“Fine, pretend I didn’t ask.” Changmei Zhenren lowered his head and took a couple of bites of food, but his curiosity got the better of him, and he asked again, “What were you just saying?”

“Eat!”

Ye Qiu said coldly, his face full of displeasure.

He’d figured it out now, this old man and young guy in front of him were no good—one unreliable, the other a simp.

What a headache!

During the meal, Qian Duoduo glanced at Ye Qiu, hesitating to speak.

“If you’ve got something to say, just say it,” Ye Qiu said gruffly.

“Big brother, do you know my father?” Qian Duoduo asked.

“No.”

“Then do you know my granddad?”

“Nope.”

“Then why did you grab… I mean, why make me stick around with you?”

Qian Duoduo couldn’t wrap his head around it.

If there’s no connection at all, why nab me?

Crazy!

Ye Qiu warned, “Don’t ask so many questions. Just remember this: finish your business and head back to Suhang soon. Don’t linger in the capital, or you’ll get yourself into trouble.”

This kid Qian Duoduo was inexperienced and naive, staying in the capital was dangerous for him.

“You sound just like my granddad. Before I came to the capital, he said the same thing to me.” Qian Duoduo asked, puzzled, “Do you have some tie to our Qian family? Or maybe someone in your family does?”

“Shut up!”

Ye Qiu shot Qian Duoduo a fierce glare.

Qian Duoduo was terrified of Ye Qiu and immediately clamped his mouth shut, saying no more.

After the meal, the three left the restaurant.

Qian Duoduo, very自觉 (dutifully), got into the driver’s seat to start the car, but Ye Qiu grabbed him by the collar and yanked him out.

“Big brother, what are you doing? You’re not going to kill me, are you?” Qian Duoduo’s face paled in fear.

Ye Qiu’s methods against the Zhang brothers were something he’d seen with his own eyes, and it left him uneasy.

“If I wanted to kill you, would I wait until now?” Ye Qiu let go of Qian Duoduo and said icily, “You can go.”

“Big brother, you’re not tricking me, right?” Qian Duoduo found it hard to believe.

“Do I look like I’m joking?” Ye Qiu said, “Remember what I told you earlier—don’t hang around in the capital, get back to Suhang as soon as possible.”

“Got it.” Qian Duoduo still didn’t believe Ye Qiu would let him off so easily and said, “Big brother, how about I drive you instead…”

Ye Qiu’s face darkened. “Get lost!”

Qian Duoduo was so scared he nearly wet himself.

Ye Qiu got into the driver’s seat and was about to start the car when he saw Qian Duoduo slinking back.

“What do you want now?” Ye Qiu asked, his expression unfriendly.

“Big brother, I thought it over and figured I owe you an apology. What happened outside the auction house earlier was my fault. Thanks for letting me off.”

Qian Duoduo bowed to Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu’s expression softened a bit.

But then Qian Duoduo leaned toward the car window, pulled out his phone, and said to Changmei Zhenren, “Taoist, let’s add each other on WeChat. Next time you’re in Suhang, I’ll take you to find some girls.”

“Sure thing!” Changmei Zhenren pulled out his phone.

Ye Qiu’s temper flared. He suddenly started the car, leaving Qian Duoduo standing there alone.

Qian Duoduo stood in place, watching the car drive off, muttering to himself,

“You really think I’d take the Taoist to find girls? I just wanted to ask him about your background.”

“Ye Qiu, I’ve got you memorised.”

“Hmph, hitting me on the head, threatening me all the time, saying you’d kill me—who do you think you are?”

“The capital isn’t my turf, so I’ll let it slide. That’s me being generous. But if you ever come to Suhang one day, I won’t let you off.”

…

In the car.

Changmei Zhenren asked, “That kid’s from the Qian family in Suhang?”

“You figured it out?” Ye Qiu asked.

Changmei Zhenren smirked. “I know your personality well enough. If he weren’t from the Qian family of Suhang, would you have let him go so easily?”

“Ye Qiu, you did the right thing. That kid’s a bit of a slacker with no real cunning. If he stayed in the capital, he’d get himself into trouble sooner or later.”

After a while.

Changmei Zhenren suddenly said, “Little brat, stop the car.”

Ye Qiu pulled over, turned to look at Changmei Zhenren, and said irritably, “What do you want now?”

Changmei Zhenren said, “Little brat, things in the capital are done. It’s time for me to head back to Longhu Mountain.”

“You should stay with me,” Ye Qiu said. “In your current state, it’s safer to stick by my side.”

“Your medical skills are impressive, but they can’t heal the injuries I’ve got,” Changmei Zhenren replied.

“You really want to leave?” Ye Qiu still didn’t want Changmei Zhenren to go.

“Actually, yesterday I had Tang Fei buy me a plane ticket,” Changmei Zhenren said. “I’m heading back to Longhu Mountain this time to do something big.”

“What big thing?”

“You’ll find out when the time comes.” Changmei Zhenren pushed open the car door and, after stepping out, said, “Little brat, if you don’t hear from me in three months, come to Longhu Mountain. Dig me out of my grave and burn me.”

Seeing Changmei Zhenren’s resolve, Ye Qiu said, “Old thing, let me drive you to the airport!”

“A farewell of a thousand miles still ends in parting. This is far enough! Ye Qiu, take care!”

Changmei Zhenren gave Ye Qiu a deep look, his eyes full of reluctance, then turned decisively and walked away.

Ye Qiu sat in the car, watching Changmei Zhenren vanish into the crowd, his eyes gradually welling up.

He feared this parting might be forever.

…

Half an hour later.

Ye Qiu arrived at Bai Bing’s residence.

It was a three-story standalone villa with a courtyard outside, about a hundred square metres, planted with flowers and plants.

As he stepped into the courtyard, he saw Master Du’e sitting on a stone bench, talking with Bai Bing.

“Master, what are you doing here?”

Ye Qiu was quite surprised, since this was his first time at Bai Bing’s place too.

“Amitabha.” Master Du’e stood up, looked at Ye Qiu, and smiled. “Benefactor Ye, I’ve been waiting for you.”

Bai Bing smiled beside him. “The master’s been waiting for you for quite a while.”

“Master, you’re looking for me?” Ye Qiu asked curiously.

Master Du’e nodded slightly.

“I’ll go inside and wash some fruit for you two!” Bai Bing tactfully got up and headed into the house.

Ye Qiu, full of confusion, asked, “Master, what brings you to me?”

Master Du’e smiled and asked, “Benefactor Ye, are you interested in the Six Meridians Divine Sword?”