Ultimate Village Doctor

Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Four

"What is this...?" Wang Sihai stared at the clear palm imprint on the table, his eyes widening in shock.

Wei Zhentian said indifferently, "This is Inner Strength. If I were to press this palm print on you, how do you think you'd feel?"

Wang Sihai's flabby body quivered. Such a hard pear wood would be indented inches deep with just a light press. If it were pressed on him, wouldn't it create a hole?

"Inner Strength, I didn't expect such a thing to exist in the world. I thought it only existed in television and novels," Wang Sihai said with a trembling voice.

Wei Zhentian's face showed disdain as he spoke, "There are many things in this world you don't know about. You're holed up in little Hechuan City; how much of the sky can you see? Just a frog at the bottom of the well. A person barely exhibits abilities beyond ordinary people and it scares you out of your wits. Now, tell me where that person is, so I can meet him."

Although Wang Sihai wanted to say that the man was not so simple,

certainly not just an ordinary person exceeding the common.

Those omnipresent golden flames, that fear piercing right into the soul, were completely like that of a Deity Spirit.

But facing the arrogant Wei Zhentian at this moment, and the palm imprint on the pear wood,

Wang Sihai couldn't help but harbor a sliver of hope.

Perhaps he really was just a frog in the well,

thus he exaggerated Long Xiaoshan's abilities too much.

Perhaps in front of a master like Wei Zhentian, who possesses the legendary Inner Strength, that man is nothing special.

Thinking of his own eye ruined by Long Xiaoshan,

no matter how afraid, it was impossible for Wang Sihai not to have any thoughts of revenge.

Even if it were just a tiny spark of hope.

In front of Wei Zhentian's powerful and arrogant strength, there was a sign of revival from the ashes.

"I don't know where that person is. But when I left, he was at Bai's Medicinal Materials..." said Wang Sihai.

"Search, search now for this person's whereabouts. He crippled one of your 'moves'? I'll cripple both of his 'moves'."

Wei Zhentian said harshly.

He thought to himself that from today on, he need not hide his strength. He would use this person to establish his power, reveal his real might, and let the big shots of Hechuan City see his dominance, crush them, and unify Hechuan City in one fell swoop.

After all, he had wanted to do this for a long time.

As a Huang Level Martial Artist, controlling a mere inland Earth Level city was well within his capabilities.

"Alright, I'll start searching right now!"

Wang Sihai's face went through several changes before he finally made a decision through gritted teeth.

The grudge of a ruined eye had to be avenged.

Wang Sihai mobilized his forces in Hechuan City and began the investigation.

In Hechuan City, Wang Sihai, though not as dominating as Zhao Jun in Xinyuan, was also a big shot ranked in the top five, even the top three. With his power, once he really started to move, finding a person could be faster than the police.

Furthermore, Long Xiaoshan wasn't hiding his whereabouts at all.

Half an hour later,

Long Xiaoshan's whereabouts were laid out before Wei Zhentian.

Long Xiaoshan was at Bai Susu's house in the Oufeng Villa Area.

What Wei Zhentian did not expect was,

as Long Xiaoshan's origins and tracks were uncovered,

he turned out to be the same person who broke his son's leg at the Tulip Grand Hotel yesterday.

Thinking of this, Wei Zhentian was furious.

Not only did the person break his son's leg, but he also ruined his chance to take over Bai's Medicinal Materials.

He could not suppress his anger.

He immediately gathered people from the Martial Arts School and headed for the Oufeng Villa Area.

...

At Bai Susu's house, after lunch, Long Xiaoshan was drinking tea and chatting with the Bai family's mother and daughter.

The mother and daughter of the Bai family were both of that classical beauty type, skilled in the four arts - guzheng, chess, calligraphy, and painting - as well as being fond of the tea ceremony, floral arranging, and embroidery, as if they were not from modern times.

However, Long Xiaoshan actually quite enjoyed it.

Observing the two classical beauties.

While chatting, Bai Susu was performing a tea ceremony for Long Xiaoshan.

Bai Xuehen was playing the guzheng beside them.

He felt an inexplicably calm and serene.

He was enjoying it immensely on a spiritual level.

He even had an evil thought lurking in his mind - if he were like the romantic scholars of ancient times, to share such a harmonious and fragrant companionship with two classical beauties, what a pleasure that would be.

Just the thought of it seemed utterly wonderful.

"Xuehen, why do you play such sorrowful music? Play something more cheerful," Long Xiaoshan said.

Bai Xuehen gave Long Xiaoshan a glance and her fingers began to move rapidly over the guzheng, producing a series of intense notes. It was the ancient tune "Ambush from Ten Sides."

The melody of the guzheng became increasingly intense.

It was as if horsemen and iron cavalry were charging from all directions.

Long Xiaoshan was leaning back on the couch, listening intently, when amidst the climax of the music, a loud voice came from outside, "Weifeng Martial Arts School, Wei Zhentian, is here for a visit."

The voice thundered.

It made the windows rattle loudly.

Bai Xuehen's fingers faltered slightly.

With a twang, a string on the guzheng snapped.

She looked up somewhat nervously.

Bai Susu also put down the teapot with a slight frown, saying, "Weifeng Martial Arts School, Wei Zhentian, what's he doing here?"

Wei Zhentian was well-known in Hechuan City.

Martial arts schools often needed medicinal materials, but Weifeng Martial Arts School had their own supply channels and did not collaborate with Bai's Medicinal Materials.

So she couldn't understand why Wei Zhentian would visit.

Bai Xuehen's hands twisted together, blue veins popping out of her fair, slender palms with worry as she looked up at Long Xiaoshan, fully aware that he had broken Wei Loong's leg the day before in a fight for justice.

Long Xiaoshan gave Bai Xuehen a reassuring look.

He stood up tall and said softly to Bai Susu, "Auntie Su, it's alright, he's here for me."

Bai Susu asked in confusion, "You know Wei Zhentian?"

Long Xiaoshan smiled slightly, said nothing, and headed towards the door.

The mother and daughter of the Bai family hurriedly followed him.

Although Bai Susu did not understand why Wei Zhentian was looking for Long Xiaoshan, she was astute and perspicacious. The tone in which Wei Zhentian had called out from outside was filled with an aura of killing, not the tone of an ordinary visit. Clearly, the visitor bore ill intentions.

Long Xiaoshan opened the door.

Outside the Bai family's villa, five black cars were parked.

A large group of people got out of the cars at that moment.

All of them were dressed in training clothes with the word "Weifeng" embroidered over their chests.

In the forefront of these people stood a middle-aged man, about forty years old, of medium build, dressed in a black mandarin jacket, with piercing eyes and prominent temporal muscles. He stood firm and stable as if he were an iron cauldron.

As Long Xiaoshan opened the door, his gaze shot straight over with the intensity of blazing torches.

Long Xiaoshan's eyes were calm as he looked back.

Their gazes intersected in the air. Wei Zhentian narrowed his eyes - this young man was dressed like a farmer, and his temples showed no bulging muscles, he didn't look like a martial artist at all.

But his eyes seemed as deep as an abyss.

Wei Zhentian's sharp gaze couldn't stir a ripple in them.

"Dad! That's the guy who broke my leg yesterday. You must avenge me! Break his limbs and cripple him," a young man leaning on crutches stepped forward from behind Wei Zhentian and shouted loudly.