Medical and Martial God

Chapter 247: A Surprise Encounter with the Poison King, Bound and Captured

Ye Xiu detested people who had no skills of their own and resorted to using their fathers’ status at the slightest provocation.

I wish I could just shout out my father’s name when I’m in trouble. How cool would that be?

Alas, his father, Ye Zhong, had always been intent on killing him. The thought of Ye Zhong sent a wave of irritation through him, and so, Shen Mufan’s left wrist was also broken.

"AHHHH..."

Shen Mufan let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

Shen Shijie and Xiao Wei watched, their scalps tingling. Good heavens, this guy is too brutal! Why does he just break people’s wrists on a whim?

"If you have any other backers to call on, keep it coming. You just might scare me," Ye Xiu said with scorn.

"You..." Shen Mufan didn’t dare say another word. He had seen Ye Xiu glance at his ankle while speaking and feared that if he uttered another harsh word, Ye Xiu would break that too.

"Is there anyone else or not?" Ye Xiu glared and barked.

"No one else!" Shen Mufan gritted his teeth against the excruciating pain, replying with his head bowed humbly.

Shen Shijie and Xiao Wei exchanged a look. This was the first time they had ever seen Shen Mufan act so submissively. It was true that for every master, there was a greater one.

"Then get lost!" Ye Xiu said coldly.

As if granted amnesty, Shen Mufan scrambled to his feet and ran out. He needed to get to a hospital; he was about to die from the pain.

Ye Xiu then turned to Shen Shijie. "Mr. Shen, I got a bit carried away and injured your nephew. You aren’t angry, are you?"

Angry? I’m not angry at all! I can’t thank you enough! The Shen Family bullies me constantly, and you taught Shen Mufan a lesson for me. You’re my benefactor!

"Not at all, not at all," Shen Shijie said, though he was ecstatic inside. "You are our guest, and Mufan ruined your mood for appreciating art. I should be the one apologizing. How about this? The painting you liked—please, allow me to give it to you for free."

He couldn’t possibly tell Ye Xiu about his situation within the Shen Family—one doesn’t air their dirty laundry in public—so he chose to offer the painting to express his gratitude.

"Oh, I couldn’t possibly," Ye Xiu said, feigning reluctance.

"Please, I insist," Shen Shijie said cheerfully.

"If you insist, then it would be rude of me to refuse," Ye Xiu accepted graciously.

Just then, more than a dozen bodyguards poured into the gallery, quickly forming two rows at the entrance. They were followed by a middle-aged man accompanied by a withered, hunchbacked old man.

Upon seeing the hunchbacked old man, Ye Xiu’s pupils constricted.

The Blood Realm Poison King! That guy is still alive? And he’s hiding with the Shen Family on Qingfeng Road. Gong Jin was too careless. How could she have missed such a crucial piece of intelligence? It seems the Blood Pills were most likely a gift from the Poison King to the Shen Family.

With that thought, Ye Xiu turned his gaze to the middle-aged man who had entered with the Poison King and was momentarily taken aback. The man was Shen Shihao, the heir of the Shen Family’s Main Lineage and Shen Shijie’s younger brother. That part wasn’t surprising; Ye Xiu had already read about him.

What did surprise Ye Xiu was that Shen Shihao was a Martial Artist.

And his strength had reached the level of a War God.

It was a globally accepted fact that a Martial Artist’s strength couldn’t be discerned from their appearance, yet Ye Xiu could judge a person’s power by their aura.

Interesting. Everyone thinks the Shen Family is just a business dynasty. Who would’ve thought they’re actually an Ancient Martial Family? They’ve hidden it well.

"Shihao? Why are you here?" Shen Shijie frowned upon seeing him. What is going on today? Shen Mufan just left, and now Shihao shows up.

"You, get out!" Shen Shihao strode over, fixing Ye Xiu with a cold glare and ordering him away.

Before Ye Xiu could respond, Shen Shijie snapped unhappily, "This is my gallery. What right do you have to kick out my friend?"

Shen Shihao seethed internally but didn’t press the issue with Ye Xiu. Instead, he questioned his brother coldly, "Big Brother, I called you countless times last night. Why didn’t you answer?"

"I should be asking you that! You called me incessantly in the middle of the night and kept me awake. Are you insane?"

Shen Shijie forced himself to confront his brother, but Ye Xiu noticed his legs were trembling slightly. He couldn’t help but smile wryly. Just like the file said, the man is a total coward. Still, the internal strife within the Shen Family is more intense than I expected.

"It seems you’re unaware of what happened last night," Shen Shihao said after studying his brother’s expression and eyes for a moment.

Shen Shijie was taken aback. "What do you mean?"

Shen Shihao explained, "Last night at the bar, your daughter, Shen Monong, was openly flirting with a stranger in front of Lian Zhengrong and countless others. That man killed Lian Zhengrong’s bodyguard, publicly humiliated Lian Zhengrong by forcing him to strip-dance, and then, when she got drunk, he carried her away in plain sight."

"That really happened?" Hearing this, Shen Shijie’s legs trembled so badly he nearly collapsed, his face turning pale with fright. Although he had spent his life immersed in art with little interest in worldly affairs, even he understood the gravity of the situation.

"By doing this, Shen Monong has publicly humiliated the Lian Family. If this matter isn’t handled properly, it won’t just destroy the marriage alliance between our families; we could become sworn enemies," Shen Shihao said coldly.

Panicked, Shen Shijie stammered, "Then-then-then, what do you think is the best way to handle this?"

"We can’t punish Shen Monong, of course. She’s a member of the Shen Family, and she is Lian Zhengrong’s fiancée," Shen Shihao said after a moment’s thought. "Here’s what you’ll do: have Shen Monong hand that man over. Let the Lian Family vent their anger on him, and this whole affair will be over."

In truth, this was Lian Zhengrong’s idea.

"Right, right, I’ll call Monong immediately." Shen Shijie fumbled for his phone, his hands trembling as he prepared to make the call.

Just then, Ye Xiu spoke up calmly from the side, "There’s no need to call. I’m the man you’re looking for."

Shen Shijie froze as if struck by lightning, staring blankly at Ye Xiu.

Shen Shihao, the Ghost King, and all the bodyguards were stunned for a moment before their heads snapped in Ye Xiu’s direction. They never imagined that the man who had killed Lian Zhengrong’s bodyguard, publicly humiliated Lian Zhengrong, and slept with Shen Monong was standing right in front of them.

"Well, well. To think we were searching high and low for you, only for you to turn up on our doorstep," Shen Shihao said with a cold smile. "You’ve got guts, kid. Across all of Qingfeng Road, the entire Qi Yun Dao, or even the whole country, there are few who would dare kill Lian Zhengrong’s bodyguard and humiliate him in public. You even have the nerve to admit it. I admire that. However, for the greater good, you will have to be sacrificed."

With a wave of his hand, he commanded, "Take him away."

At once, the dozen or so bodyguards closed in, but not one of them dared to make a move. A man who could kill Lian Zhengrong’s bodyguard, a Great Grandmaster, had to be at least a Great Grandmaster himself. They were no match for him.

"What are you all standing around for? Hurry up and take me away," Ye Xiu said, his eyes gleaming.

His words left everyone present bewildered. They had expected capturing him to be a difficult ordeal, yet here he was, surrendering without a fight. He even looked happy about it.

Is this guy an idiot?