Supreme Divine Physician in the City
Chapter 586: Missing... Your Head!

Chapter 586: Chapter 586: Missing... Your Head!

His expression was changing unpredictably, unsure what Ye Xuan was up to—both bewildered and alarmed, he said, "Mr. Ye, I’ve already given you the money. Could the amount be wrong? I’ll have my men double-check it right away. If there’s anything missing, we’ll make it up immediately!"

Ye Xuan’s lips curled upward slightly, and he said indifferently, "No need to check again. The amount isn’t wrong, but there’s still one thing missing."

After he spoke, he extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand, stood up, and walked step by step toward Song Bangyao.

Song Bangyao trembled inside, fearing the worst, "What... what else is missing?"

Ye Xuan, standing tall and looking down at him, smiled faintly with a serious expression on his face, "I said I came to collect a debt. Of course, what’s missing is your head!"

Missing... your head!

Upon hearing these words, Song Bangyao shuddered all over, so frightened that he nearly wet his pants again.

He suddenly stood up and, in a panic, ran towards the stairs, shouting in terror, "I’ve already given you the money. You still want my head; you’re completely untrustworthy!"

"Untrustworthy? What trust is there to speak of with someone like you?"

Ye Xuan snorted disdainfully, his face full of scorn, "Moreover, I never said I would let you go just because you paid. Since I’m here to collect, I intend to collect everything."

Song Bangyao screamed in fright, his facade fierce but inwardly hollow, "You... you want to kill me; you’re utterly inhumane!"

Ye Xuan said coolly, "Inhumane? What use is humanity! You pushed Eastern Group to the brink and did so many bad deeds. Why didn’t you think of humanity then?"

For someone like Song Bangyao, his fate was purely self-inflicted; Ye Xuan had not a shred of pity for him.

As his words ended, his figure flashed, rushing forward!

Then, grasping the banister, he leaped quickly to the second floor, cutting off Song Bangyao’s escape route.

"Ah..."

Seeing Ye Xuan suddenly in front of him, Song Bangyao’s legs turned to jelly. He then misstepped and tumbled down the stairs, sprawling onto the floor with a bleeding head, lying there like a dead dog.

Ye Xuan was about to pursue when—

Hmm?

Suddenly, his pupils contracted slightly, and a cold smirk appeared on his lips, "So you’ve finally decided to act?"

Whoosh!

The next second, a dark shadow leaped out of a dim corner on the second floor and lunged at him.

With his back turned to the shadow that emerged, Ye Xuan stood unflinching, his tone indifferent, "I thought you’d stay hidden here until I left. That would have been the smartest thing to do."

As he said this, he left his back entirely exposed to the attacker, utterly unguarded and showing no sign of concern—he didn’t even turn his head.

Not until the figure closed in to within a meter from behind did Ye Xuan suddenly turn around—his leg whipping out like lightning in a vicious kick aimed straight at the attacker!

Swoosh!

His kick was so fast it blurred to the naked eye, like a fleeting shadow sweeping through the air with a piercing screech.

The ambusher from behind had no chance to dodge because it was simply too fast.

Barely managing to raise an arm in defense, the kick had already made impact!

Boom—a solid hit sent the person flying back several steps, slamming into the corridor wall before he could hardly stop.

The person who’d rushed out was none other than Zhao Banshan, hiding in a room on the second floor.

The commotion in the villa had been so loud earlier, how could he have possibly kept it from him? He had noticed it a while ago.

However, he didn’t act rashly but hid in the shadows, waiting for the right moment. It wasn’t until Ye Xuan climbed to the second floor that he finally took action.

But unexpectedly, Ye Xuan had already mastered his movements, and thus, his surprise attack had little effect.

Even under Ye Xuan’s whip kick, his two arms had swollen completely and were trembling slightly.

Zhao Banshan’s face was covered in surprise; he felt that although Ye Xuan’s previous offensive was fierce, it seemed he had not put forth his full strength.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be standing steady at this moment; he feared his arms would have been broken into pieces!

Because the disparity in strength between them was vast, completely not on the same level, like a chasm difficult to cross.

If it weren’t for the advantage of a surprise attack, he wouldn’t even have the opportunity or courage to make a move.

"Thank you for showing mercy!"

Zhao Banshan looked deeply at Ye Xuan, his face complex as he cupped his hands and spoke with utter sincerity.

Looking at Zhao Banshan, who was now serious, Ye Xuan fell silent for a moment before speaking coldly, "As a member of the Zhao Family from Jinmen, for you to go so far as to risk your life for someone like Song Bangyao is incomprehensibly foolish. You are not only shaming the century-old reputation of the Jinmen Zhao Family but also the legacy of your ancestral grandfather, Zhao Wenguang!"

Hearing Ye Xuan’s words, Zhao Banshan’s expression turned somewhat unsightly.

He glanced down at Song Bangyao, lying on the floor below, who looked utterly disheveled with a large wet spot on his crotch; his face turned even uglier.

He clearly understood, Ye Xuan’s words were not wrong. Song Bangyao was hypocritically kind on the surface but in reality was sinister and ruthless, always seeking revenge for the smallest slights.

Moreover, the man was timid and short-sighted, with a narrow heart, definitely not someone worthy of devotion or sacrifice.

If it hadn’t been for the backing of the Song Family and the old master behind him, he wouldn’t have been secure in his position as the Family Head of the Song Family.

Even so, he had his own inarguable reasons for his desperate act!

Sighing inwardly, Zhao Banshan said with a heavy voice, "Brother Song had helped me before, so I owe him a favor! Now that he is in danger, I cannot stand by and watch you kill him without attempting a rescue."

"Hm? You seem to be a man of great loyalty and gratitude, far better than those of the Song Family father and son."

Ye Xuan praised him, his expression showing a fleeting trace of admiration.

But immediately after, his tone shifted as he smiled indifferently, "However, if you attempt to stop me, you should be clear about the outcome. Act within your abilities; with your strength, you can’t save him but will only lose your life in vain. Next time, I won’t hold back."

"How can I know I can’t save him if I don’t try? Even if I know it’s a death sentence, I must do my best!"

Zhao Banshan said firmly, his tone filled with determination.

"Good, I thought you were just a cripple, but you’ve made me take a second look. Out of respect, this time I will use my full strength."

Ye Xuan raised an eyebrow and spoke nonchalantly.

The next second, his figure flashed, turning into a ghostly afterimage that vanished from the spot, merging into the darkness.

Seeing this, Zhao Banshan’s pupils constricted, and before he could react, he felt his neck being gripped tightly by a large hand.

"He...he..."

He was terrified, shouting in alarm, but as his neck was gripped, he could only make fragmented sounds.

Zhao Banshan’s face turned red with struggle, finding it difficult to breathe, as if clamped by iron tongs, unable to break free.

His vision blurred, and he saw Ye Xuan’s face, emerging bit by bit from the darkness.

With a smirk on his lips, he looked exceptionally cold...