Supreme Divine Physician in the City
Chapter 245 Who Teaches Whom? (1 more)

Chapter 245: Chapter 245 Who Teaches Whom? (1 more)

Qiu Mohan led Ye Xuan into the Sunny Day Travel Agency.

Arriving at the reception, Qiu Mohan pretended as if nothing was amiss, acting like a consulting customer and asked, "Is Consultant He available?"

The receptionist beauty glanced up at her and nodded, "Miss Qiu, Consultant He has been waiting for you for a long time."

"The client has arrived, take me to see him," Qiu Mohan said.

"Please follow me."

After giving Ye Xuan a look, the receptionist beauty stood up, leading the way ahead for the two of them.

After several twists and turns, they entered through a secret door and suddenly the view opened up, revealing a spacious hall.

The hall had many passages, each leading to different spaces.

"Consultant He will be here shortly, please wait a moment."

After escorting the pair, the receptionist beauty left them with a word and turned to leave.

"Ye Xuan, that room upfront is our resting room."

Qiu Mohan mentioned to Ye Xuan in passing as she led him into the room opposite them.

"It seems this big clumsy girl is quite sincere."

Ye Xuan nodded, acknowledging that the other party’s action of letting him access this place also showed considerable sincerity.

After the two of them had entered the room, they noticed another person inside—a young man with a crew cut, wearing clothes similar to a military uniform with camouflage.

At the moment, he was standing in front of a bookshelf, engrossed in playing with a model of a military aircraft.

Upon seeing someone enter, he set down the model and turned to them with a glowing face on recognizing Qiu Mohan, saying effusively, "Mohan, you’re back? Come, sit down. I’ll get you a glass of water. So, how was it? Tired from your trip?"

Ye Xuan found it amusing internally, seeing the young man’s eager attitude—it was clear he was interested in Qiu Mohan.

"Sun Jinfeng, where is Big Brother He?"

Qiu Mohan, with a cool expression, did not entertain the crew-cut young man’s enthusiasm and glanced around the room as she inquired.

"Big Brother He went to the armory, he’ll be back soon."

After facing a cold shoulder, Sun Jinfeng’s smile turned somewhat awkward, and then he looked toward Ye Xuan with a hint of hostility flickering in his eyes, frowning dismissively, "Mohan, is this the expert you were talking about?"

"That’s right, it’s him."

Qiu Mohan rolled her eyes, speaking with an indifferent tone, clearly uninterested in Sun Jinfeng’s inquiry.

He’s the Black Emperor, if he’s not an expert, then who are you?

Sun Jinfeng sized up Ye Xuan from head to toe, then shook his head with a pretentious air, his tone laced with mockery, "Look at his small frame, a gust of wind could blow him over, right? If he’s an expert, huh! Since when did experts become so cheap in this world?"

Ye Xuan glanced sideways at him, a smile appearing on his face, deeming the man a minor character unworthy of his attention.

He walked to the side, picked up a chair to sit down, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and started to smoke leisurely.

Sun Jinfeng’s eyebrows rose, and his face showed a tinge of darkness. Ye Xuan’s behavior was a slight to him, which prompted an angry shout, "Kid, do you know where you are, daring to smoke here? And who let you sit down?"

Before Ye Xuan could speak, Qiu Mohan’s expression changed, and she spoke in a cold voice, "Sun Jinfeng, don’t start trouble for nothing. Ye Xuan is a guest I’ve invited. Be polite when you speak to him!"

After saying that, she shot a glance at Ye Xuan, relieved to see his composure unchanged.

However, this glance, in the eyes of Sun Jinfeng, was interpreted as covert affection between them, which irked him even more.

"Qiu Mohan, you’re the leader of the Dragon... organization, and yet you defend an outsider?"

jealousy flashed in Sun Jinfeng’s eyes, and he felt highly displeased as he vented his anger on Ye Xuan, "Kid, you call yourself an expert? I see you as nothing but a scam artist. Today, I’d like to see for myself just how ’expert’ you really are!"

With that, he clenched his fists and strode towards Ye Xuan.

"Sun Jinfeng, what are you trying to do?" Qiu Mohan shouted.

"Nothing much, just teaching him a lesson is all." Sun Jinfeng replied with a cold laugh as he started rolling up his sleeves.

Qiu Mohan was speechless.

YOU want to teach HIM a lesson?

I think it’s more like you’ll be taught a lesson by him!

"Yo, little guy, you want to teach me a lesson, eh? Are your hairs even fully grown yet?"

Ye Xuan drew on his cigarette and, with a playful expression all over his face, relaxedly sat in the chair with his legs crossed and exhaled a pattern of smoke rings, then gave his leg a shake.

The leisurely demeanor infuriated Sun Jinfeng to no end, his teeth gnashed with an audible grit!

"Don’t get cocky, in a moment I’ll expose you for the fraud you are and have you thrown out."

Sun Jinfeng let out a cold snort, anger flashing in his eyes, and without another word he threw his fist towards Ye Xuan with a powerful swing.

Seeing the menacing punch, fierce and strong, it was clear this guy was holding nothing back!

"Sun Jinfeng, stop it!" Qiu Mohan yelled anxiously.

Even though Sun Jinfeng was no match for Ye Xuan, the latter’s reckless action might cause trouble if he offended the big boss.

If Ye Xuan got angry and left, the mission would no longer be able to proceed!

However, she was a few meters away and it was too late to intervene.

"You want to teach me a lesson? We’ll see who’s teaching whom!"

Ye Xuan spoke indifferently, not even budging from his chair, arms crossed, and watched as Sun Jinfeng’s punch came at him completely unfazed, as if he were just watching a play and had no intention of taking action.

Seeing that Ye Xuan had no intention of defending himself, Sun Jinfeng’s internal sneer grew stronger, thinking his opponent was intimidated and had forgotten how to fight back.

"Kid, it looks like you know yourself well, aware that you’re no match! If you had tried to hit back, you’d have died even more miserably!"

Sun Jinfeng said smugly, with a cocky expression on his face.

"Oh, really? I don’t buy it."

Ye Xuan replied with a faint smile. After finishing his words and seeing Sun Jinfeng’s fist about to hit him, he finally made his move.

Whoosh!

A shadow flashed by, and as Sun Jinfeng came up to Ye Xuan, he could only catch a glimpse of a whip-like leg sweeping towards him like lightning before he could understand what was happening. He was then struck by the powerful kick.

Instantly, a tremendous force was delivered, sweeping him off his feet like a trifle. He felt his body lighten as he was sent flying through the air.

With a loud thud.

He followed a parabolic arc and crashed heavily onto a table behind him, splintering the wooden structure to bits.

Sun Jinfeng landed in a sorry state.

But he ignored his injuries, scrambled up, and looked at Ye Xuan in shock.

Obviously, he hadn’t expected this unassuming kid to be so formidable—one kick had sent him flying. Such strength was overwhelming!

Sun Jinfeng couldn’t accept it in his heart; he didn’t think he had lost but was simply caught off guard and sneak-attacked.

Especially since Ye Xuan had made him lose face in front of Qiu Mohan, his anger grew, fueling his loathing!

"Kid, you’ve got some nerve making trouble here. I think you’ve come to the wrong place."

Sun Jinfeng’s expression turned dark as he reached for the pistol at his lower back, eyeing Ye Xuan warily.

Upon seeing this, Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed slightly.