Supreme Divine Physician in the City
Chapter 585: Song Bangyao’s Regret

Chapter 585: Chapter 585: Song Bangyao’s Regret

Having provoked such a powerful opponent, Song Bangyao already regretted it deeply!

But there’s no medicine for regret in this world, so regardless of how much he regretted it, it was already too late.

Even knowing that Ye Xuan wouldn’t let him go, when faced with the desire to survive, one wouldn’t give up even if there was just a sliver of hope.

At this moment, this was exactly how Song Bangyao felt, looking at Ye Xuan with a face full of hope, like grasping at the last straw, and pleading, "Ye... Mr. Ye, oh no, Big Brother Ye, Grandpa Ye! Please, could you spare me? Whatever demands you make, I’ll agree to them!"

"You spineless creature, even your son is better than you!"

Ye Xuan walked over and kicked him to the ground, speaking with disdain on his face.

Being kicked by Ye Xuan, Song Bangyao didn’t care at all, immediately got up from the ground, knelt before Ye Xuan, and kept begging for mercy, "Yes, right! Grandpa Ye is right, I am spineless. I, Song Bangyao, am a coward, could you just blow me off like a fart?"

Ye Xuan curled his lip and said coldly, "Blow you off like a fart? Too bad you’re a smelly fart, letting you out would just asphyxiate people! From the moment you planned to provoke me, your fate was already sealed, regretting now is too late!"

Having said this, Ye Xuan turned around and went back to the sofa, sitting down leisurely, picking up the half-smoked cigarette that had been left on the coffee table.

The ember was still glowing, the cigarette already burned down by more than half, he put it in his mouth, took a drag with composure, but didn’t even glance at Song Bangyao.

That relaxed and comfortable expression, as if not worried at all about the other party escaping, he just casually smoked.

In the darkness, the atmosphere was exceedingly silent, only the glowing ember of the cigarette, weighing heavily with depression and oppression!

After a brief silence, Song Bangyao felt as if a long time had passed.

His heart pounded fiercely, he didn’t dare lift his head, nor did he dare to take a deep breath, for fear of disturbing Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan exhaled a ring of smoke, then looked at Song Bangyao, who was kneeling on the ground, and spoke indifferently, "As I said, I came here to collect a debt, a total of 140 million still owed to Lin Tong, transfer the money to her now."

What, collect a debt?

Panic fluttered in Song Bangyao’s heart, suddenly a glimmer of hope arose. If he transferred the money to Lin Tong, would Ye Xuan then spare him?

Thinking this way, he quickly got a jolt, as if seeing a glimmer of survival, and hurriedly bent over to look for his lost phone on the ground, logged into his bank account, and transferred all the remaining money in his online banking to Lin Tong’s account.

However, the funds he could mobilize at hand were only 80 million, and with the previous 60 million, there was still 60 million short!

He was so anxious that he broke out in a sweat, yet he didn’t care to wipe it off, and tremblingly said, "Ye... Mr. Ye, there’s still tens of millions short, please wait a moment, I’ll immediately arrange the funds, not a penny less!"

Looking at Ye Xuan seated on the sofa looking towards him indifferently, Song Bangyao frantically made several calls, all to the executives of various departments under Bangyao Group.

Forcing down the terror in his heart, he didn’t waste words, directly inquired about the funds available in the company accounts, then ordered them to transfer the money to Lin Tong!

Although, in front of Ye Xuan, Song Bangyao’s demeanor was very awkward and pitiful, he still held absolute authority within Bangyao Group.

After an order was issued, nobody resisted, several executives immediately sprang into action.

This time the transfer to Ye Xuan, along with the 20 million Federation Coins previously spent on hiring assassins, had cost Song Bangyao a total loss of over 300 million! This was all the liquid assets he had on hand.

The loss of this large sum of money was equivalent to the annual profits of Bangyao Group. All of the group’s industries worked for nothing that year.

Furthermore, he had to compensate the employees’ losses, otherwise, if the industries couldn’t operate as normal, Bangyao Group would also face a severe economic crisis.

But now, he could no longer fret over the money, all he wished for was to settle all the compensations and beg for Ye Xuan to spare his life!

As for revenge, he didn’t dare think about it anymore!

A son could be born again if they lost their wits, but if life was lost, then everything was over.

Under such an oppressive atmosphere, time seemed unbearably long.

About fifteen minutes later, Song Bangyao wiped the sweat off his forehead, calculated several times with a calculator, and after confirming there were no mistakes, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Ye, the money has all been transferred to CEO Lin, exactly two hundred million Federation Coins, not a penny less, please see..."

However, before he could finish his sentence, the sudden ring of a phone broke the silence; it was a call to Ye Xuan’s cell phone.

Taking out his phone and seeing the caller, he found it was from Lin Tong.

Ye Xuan gave Song Bangyao a glare, signaling him to keep quiet, and then answered the call.

"Hello, CEO, calling me at this time, you want to get me back to warm the bed, huh? Heh heh... just kidding, don’t get mad! Not mad? That means you’re shy, right? I bet your face is all red..."

Okay okay, no more jokes. You have something serious to say? Song Bangyao transferred the money to you? That’s good news. He looks fierce on the surface but who would’ve thought he’d be so kind-hearted, probably couldn’t sleep without transferring the money to you tonight! Yeah, I always said he was the descendant of Lei Feng, worthy of having worn the red scarf, attended Hope Elementary School, and even being a triple-stripe squad leader!"

Song Bangyao’s face twitched, but he didn’t dare say more.

Watching Ye Xuan with a gentle smile on his face, spouting nonsense into the phone, he wondered if he was seeing things!

Was this young man in front of him the same cold Ye Xuan from before?

And, his mental fortitude was extraordinary—a room scattered with bodies, arrows sticking out from all over, akin to the Shura Battlefield.

He could still stand here making phone calls and chatting jovially; how formidable could he be?

Regardless of what Song Bangyao thought, Ye Xuan still had a smile on his face as he casually chatted with Lin Tong: "You’re asking where I am? I’m out for late-night snacks, there’s roasted lamb, green-onion ribs, pig kidneys, roasted brain... why don’t you join me? It’s bad for the skin? Alright then, if you won’t come, I’ll eat by myself."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Xuan’s lazy expression changed, a cold and profound smile appeared, exuding a devilish charm.

This face-changing act frightened Song Bangyao!

In the blink of an eye, he seemed completely different; how did he do it?

Suppressing the fear in his heart and seeing Ye Xuan finish the call, staring straight at him, he plucked up the courage to say, "Ye... Mr. Ye, does this mean I can leave now?"

In his tension, he had forgotten that this was his villa, and that it was Ye Xuan who should be leaving, not him!

However, Ye Xuan shook his head: "I’m here to collect a debt. You’ve paid it off, so naturally, you can leave."

What?

Upon hearing this, Song Bangyao was startled and confused.

Collect a debt? Hadn’t he just settled his debt? Two hundred million had already been transferred!

What debt was there left?