Supreme Divine Physician in the City
Chapter 97 You Can Leave Now

Chapter 97: Chapter 97 You Can Leave Now

"Ah?"

Shen Hao was instantly enlightened.

He desperately wanted to smack himself, but under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he had no choice but to go up and grab the microphone.

Ye Xuan wore a playfully malicious smile, "Mr. Shen, please start your performance!"

Shen Hao glared at Ye Xuan secretly, then took a deep breath. He had seen others sing Cantonese songs a few times before. He hadn’t eaten pork, but he had seen a pig run.

He chose "The Love of My Life" and, remembering how Ye Xuan had just sung it, he began to sing.

However, the more he sang, the easier he felt it was, and he started to feel proud of himself. Damn, isn’t this pretty simple?

Initially, hearing Shen Hao talk so confidently, everyone thought he really could sing. But when they actually heard him sing "The Love of My Life" they realized, without comparison there’s no harm; there was no difference—it was like heaven and earth!

After finishing the song, Shen Hao’s face was full of confidence as he loudly asked, "How was that? Between him and me, who sang better? It couldn’t possibly be worse than his!"

The color drained from everyone’s faces as they looked at Shen Hao with a sense of oddity:

"Shen Hao, you sing so badly!"

"You can’t compare at all with Ye Xuan!"

"It’s the same song, how can there be such a big difference?"

Many people disparaged and criticized Shen Hao’s singing as extremely unpleasant.

"Impossible! If it’s the same song, I definitely sang it well, you just don’t appreciate it!"

Shen Hao’s breath hitched, and he spoke defiantly.

Beside him, Jiang Chao nudged him with his arm and whispered, "Mr. Shen, this song... indeed didn’t sound very good, Ye Xuan sang it much better."

Wang Kun directly took out his phone and showed Shen Hao the video he had just recorded.

"This isn’t singing..."

Originally, Shen Hao wanted to praise himself, but after taking a closer look, his face expressed disgust.

Because it sounded so bad, not a single pitch was correct. This song, let alone comparing it with Ye Xuan’s performance, couldn’t even match the previous one, "Heart too soft"!

Initially, if he hadn’t sung, he could have perhaps claimed the second place overall, but this song put him right at the bottom.

He couldn’t understand, why was there such a big difference between the way he and Ye Xuan sang the same song?!

Since getting involved with this guy, Ye Xuan had indirectly and directly slapped his face several times, and this time, right in front of everyone, the slaps were loud and humiliating!

Shen Hao’s face turned red with frustration, he snorted coldly, then fell silent, but internally he thought about how to regain his dignity.

"Damn it, even if you can sing, so what? A poor bricklayer with no status or position, even if you show off in front of me, it’s only temporary! Wait till the manager comes to toast me later, watch how I slap your face!"

Thinking this, Shen Hao felt smug again, glanced coolly at Ye Xuan, and paid him no more mind.

He was careful, lest Ye Xuan seize another chance to show off!

Afterwards, other people went up to sing one after another.

However, because of Ye Xuan’s "The Love of My Life" which truly dazzled the entire audience, although some others sang well, they just served as a backdrop.

Midway, Qin Lan went to the restroom, but when she came back, she looked very flustered.

"Ye Xuan, hurry and come with me!"

Qin Lan rushed over, grabbed Ye Xuan, and pulled him toward the door.

Ye Xuan was utterly confused, almost thinking that she wanted to elope with him.

He glanced around the private room and saw many people looking over. Ye Xuan lowered his voice and asked, "What’s wrong?"

"There’s no time to explain, just come with me..."

Bang!

Before he could finish, the door of the private room was suddenly smashed open. A large group of men in black suits with tattooed arms surged in.

Two figures followed closely behind them.

On the left was a thirty-year-old middle-aged man dressed in a Zhongshan suit, his face covered with horizontal scars, looking fierce.

Next to him was a young man with slicked hair and a powdered face, but his right hand was wrapped in a thick bandage, his expression gloomy.

"Well, well, isn’t it lively here? What, you won’t welcome your guests?"

At that moment, the young man looked playfully at everyone in the private room and soon fixed his gaze on Ye Xuan, hate flashing in his eyes.

Ye Xuan actually recognized him—it was Sun Zetao, whom he had broken a finger off the night before!

Seeing him here, Ye Xuan frowned and immediately understood why Qin Lan had pulled him away.

"What do you want, Sun Zetao?"

As the group barged in, Qin Lan’s face changed, and she asked sharply.

"Heh, nothing much. I just saw an old friend and wanted to say hi."

Sun Zetao smirked. Originally, he was next door in the Empress private room, inviting a big brother from the gang to party. Someone came in and reported seeing Qin Lan.

He immediately had someone follow them and discovered Ye Xuan was here too, so he came over to teach Ye Xuan a lesson and get back at him for last night!

"Alright, we’ve exchanged pleasantries, you can leave now."

Ye Xuan sat on the sofa, sipped his wine, and spoke indifferently.

"Fuck you! Do you really think I came here just to greet you?"

Sun Zetao sneered at Ye Xuan, his face grim as he said:

"Kid, weren’t you very arrogant last night? See this force here? You dared to break my finger, so today I’m going to break your hands and feet!"

After saying this with a sinister smile, Sun Zetao turned to the middle-aged man next to him and respectfully said, "Brother Dong, this is the guy who broke my hand! If Brother Dong and his guys take action, I’m willing to spend thirty thousand to buy drinks for the guys."

He knew Brother Dong’s status well enough to openly seek revenge on Ye Xuan and with him making a move, this kid was surely doomed!

The middle-aged man known as Brother Dong nodded slightly, his eyes narrowing as he looked at Ye Xuan:

"Kid, was it you who crippled Sun Zetao’s hand?"

After assessing Ye Xuan from head to toe and noticing his plain clothes, a hint of disdain flashed through his eyes. Someone like him, a country bumpkin, he could crush in a minute.

"So what if I did?"

Ye Xuan remained calm and collected, sitting on the sofa and drinking his wine, not even lifting his eyelids as he spoke.

"Heh, kid, it seems you still don’t understand the situation. You’ve even dared to offend Brother Dong’s man!"

Seeing Ye Xuan’s indifferent attitude, Brother Dong’s eyes flashed sharply, his gauze-wrapped hand pointing at Sun Zetao, "Now I give you two choices! One is that I break your hands and feet, and the other is that you cripple yourself and then kneel down to apologize to Sun Zetao!"

Upon hearing Brother Dong’s words, Qin Lan and Lu Miaochan’s expressions immediately changed.

Qin Lan was particularly anxious inside; she hadn’t expected Sun Zetao to be so vengeful. The men in front clearly were troublesome, and if Ye Xuan fought back hard, he would definitely be at a disadvantage!

However, before she could speak up, an indignant shout came from nearby.

"Who are you? Didn’t you see we’re having a birthday party here! Get out right now, don’t ruin this lady’s mood!"

The voice came from the birthday girl herself, Lou Yiran!