Rural Doctor Enters the City: Whoever Touches My Wife, I’ll Take Them Down!
Chapter 1059: Believe!

Chapter 1059: Chapter 1059: Believe!

Zhou Yu didn’t expect Yi Xigong to change his expression so quickly.

However, he wasn’t angry; instead, he smiled slightly.

"Old Yi, what do you mean by causing trouble?"

Yi Xigong said coldly:

"What?"

"Don’t you know yourself?"

"Do I need to spell it out clearly?"

Zhou Yu laughed:

"I really don’t know that."

Yi Xigong snorted coldly without speaking, but Yi Xiaowen, beside him, spoke up.

"Mr. Zhou, being the Minister of the Martial Pavilion in Hu City is not so easy."

"Your predecessor died under mysterious circumstances, and now, you are far from being stable, with trouble surrounding you. So, please leave here. Our Yi family does not want to get entangled with you too much."

"Trouble surrounded?" Zhou Yu said with a half-smile.

Yi Xiaowen said with a cold face:

"Mr. Zhou, you don’t think our Yi family knows nothing, do you?"

"Although we haven’t met you personally, we are very aware of your actions."

"You’ve offended all the Han Family, Zhu Family, Tianyu Commerce Chamber, and the Asia-East Alliance."

"If they want to deal with you, you might not even know how you died, so please leave here immediately."

After Yi Xiaowen finished speaking, without waiting for Zhou Yu to respond, she directly turned her gaze to her brother Yi Xiaoliang.

"You idiot."

"Bringing a person who can’t even protect himself into our home."

"Do you think the family’s troubles aren’t enough?"

"Do you really want to completely cut off the family’s path to survival before you’re happy?"

Yi Xiaoliang was dumbfounded by the scolding.

In his impression, Zhou Yu was just a poor kid from a small place in Qin State, he never thought that Zhou Yu had offended so many big shots.

For a moment, he couldn’t even process what was happening.

At this moment, the Yi family’s landline suddenly rang.

Yi Xiaowen gave Yi Xiaoliang a cold glare, then stood up, walked to the phone, and picked it up.

However, as soon as she answered the phone, Yi Xiaowen’s face turned extremely unpleasant.

"Yes, yes..."

Her voice became a bit shaky, and her face also showed fear.

It seemed that whoever was on the other end of the line filled her with extreme fear.

"No, no, no, it’s not like that, please let me explain..."

Yi Xiaowen stopped mid-sentence.

Immediately after, her eyes went dull, and the phone slipped out of her hand, dropping to the floor.

Seeing Yi Xiaowen’s reaction, Yi Xigong promptly asked:

"Xiaowen, what’s wrong?"

Yi Xiaowen snapped out of it and said shakily:

"Father, it was a call from Hong Tian."

"He said he’s coming to our Yi family soon."

"He’s already aware of Zhou Yu coming to the Yi family, and he said, since we dare to team up with Zhou Yu, we should just wait to die."

Once Yi Xiaowen said this, everyone in the Yi family immediately panicked.

Hong Tian’s words were already very clear.

He’s coming to utterly deal with the Yi family.

What does this mean?

No one in the Yi family understood better.

In the past, those forces destroyed by the Asia-East Alliance didn’t have a single mosquito escape in the end.

This phone call was almost a death sentence for everyone in the Yi family.

Even Yi Xigong himself was panicking at this moment.

He could no longer maintain his calm.

Yi Xigong kicked Yi Xiaoliang hard.

"You beast, look at what you’ve done. Now our entire family has to die with you."

Yi Xiaoliang, at this moment, couldn’t even care about the pain.

He quickly got up and said:

"Father, don’t panic. Zhou Yu is still here, after all, he’s the Minister of the Martial Pavilion. I don’t believe that people of the Asia-East Alliance would dare to do anything to us in front of Zhou Yu."

However, Yi Xiaowen shouted angrily.

"Shut up."

"Hong Tian already said they don’t know Zhou Yu’s identity. This time they want to deal with just some little fool who dared mess with their Asia-East Alliance."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yu’s expression remained unchanged, without any ripple.

But Yi Xiaoliang was dumbfounded.

He originally thought of inviting Zhou Yu over to mediate, but unexpectedly, Zhou Yu had such a mess on his hands.

Moreover, the title of Martial Pavilion Minister seemed not as influential as he imagined, as the Asia-East Alliance dared to blatantly come looking for trouble with Zhou Yu.

This is bad.

Yi Xiaoliang was, at this moment, utterly at a loss.

Things had reached a point completely beyond his anticipation.

At this moment, he didn’t know what to do.

Sweat dripped relentlessly from Yi Xiaoliang’s forehead.

"Zhou Yu, why don’t you leave first."

Zhou Yu smiled faintly.

"What? Are you scared?"

Yi Xiaoliang gritted his teeth and said:

"I’m not scared. But I don’t want you to get into trouble."

Zhou Yu smiled faintly.

"I’m not afraid of trouble, so what are you afraid of?"

Zhou Yu’s words seemed to have a unique magic; as they entered Yi Xiaoliang’s ears, his chaotic and tangled heart instantly calmed down.

Yi Xiaoliang looked at Zhou Yu, and Zhou Yu looked back at him.

In Zhou Yu’s eyes, Yi Xiaoliang saw a deep and unmeasurable powerful confidence.

For a moment, he seemed to be infected by it.

Yi Xiaoliang suddenly took a deep breath and said loudly:

"Father, I trust Zhou Yu."

"He can definitely help our family through this crisis."

Yi Xigong didn’t expect his son to be so obstinate; for a moment, he was furious, his eyes blazing, preparing to properly discipline this rebellious son.

But just then, a cold voice came through.

"Mr. Yi, it seems I didn’t wrongly accuse you; you indeed teamed up with this person..."