The Supreme Wild Young Master
Chapter 355: Men Provoking too?_1

Chapter 355: Chapter 355: Men Provoking too?_1

The waitress walked past Xie Wuming and placed the dishes on the table, about to leave as soon as she finished.

Xie Wuming stood up, visibly annoyed. "Excuse me, beauty, what’s the meaning of this? Are you telling me you don’t know Arabic numerals?"

The waitress chuckled, "I’m sorry, our boss said that you weren’t invited and thus, we didn’t prepare for your arrival. You’ll have to wait for a little while."

"You..." Xie Wuming was so infuriated that his hair seemed to stand on end, his face darkening like the bottom of a pan.

It seemed like he was here to embarrass Zhang Xian, not to demean himself. Why was he the one in a disadvantageous position so far? What’s wrong with coming uninvited? What does she mean by not prepared?

Jiao Long abruptly stood up, ready to flare up.

While he didn’t care much when Zhang Xian was targeting Xie Wuming earlier as it didn’t affect him, what was happening now? Everybody else was eating and they were just watching from the sidelines?

Damn it, didn’t they realize how embarrassing this was? Was there no end to this discrimination?

"What are you trying to do?"

Zhang Xian swiftly moved to stand before Jiao Long. "Do you dare act recklessly on my territory? Do you believe that I would break your damn legs?"

"You think I’m afraid of you?" Jiao Long, seething with anger, tried to grab the female waitress.

Zhang Xian stepped forward, restraining Jiao Long while sneering, "Want to fight? Fight me. What skill does it take to lay your hands on a waitress? Aren’t you supposed to be an Innate level master?"

"I just wanted to ask her a question, nothing more. There’s no intention of bullying the weak," said Jiao Long. Shoving Zhang Xian aside, he rushed towards the waitress again.

"Ah..." The waitress was so frightened seeing Jiao Long charging towards her.

Zhang Xian twitched. Throwing a kick towards Jiao Long’s butt, he shouted, "Damn you, try hitting her again and I’ll lay you flat out today."

Jiao Long wanted to use the waitress as a shield, but Zhang Xian acted too fast, and he had no choice but to turn and deal with the attack.

"Damn old man."

Zhang Xian drew back his foot, directing a chop towards Jiao Long’s neck, swift as a guillotine. "When did it become your turn to act so boldly on my turf? Dare I maim you or not?"

Jiao Long sneered, feinting and attacking with a flurry of extremely fast palm strikes.

"Damn, he’s fast."

"Mother of God! Is this the legendary martial arts master?"

The spectators were shocked. Zhang Xian had covered almost five meters in just a blink of an eye from his initial position to where Jiao Long stood. What speed was this?

Their initial clash had been too fast to follow. All they could see was two figures moving and flashing across the space.

"How come he’s so powerful? Have I been underestimating Zhang Xian?" Mo Shaoyun widened her eyes, looking at Zhang Xian in disbelief.

When she was a child, her grandfather often told her that she would marry an incredible man. At that time, she did feel an attraction towards Zhang Xian, which was not associated with love but a vague feeling. However, under her grandfather’s constant influence, she had always held a certain image in her heart. Unexpectedly, the power that her grandfather described was actually on this level.

How did he train? Can a human be so fast?

"Um... this guy..."

Fu Meiting, Xiao Nan, Dong Qian, Dong Tianchen, Qian Bo and the others were also left in shock due to Zhang Xian’s capabilities.

They all knew Zhang Xian was strong, but they never thought he was THIS strong. If they were to describe him, he seemed almost inhuman.

"You little..."

An angry shout came up, as Jiao Long suddenly fell back.

"Hehe..."

Zhang Xian chuckled, dropped into a scattered stance and said, "Old fellow, your butt’s still as pale! Nice!"

"You..."

Jiao Long promptly covered his buttocks, utterly embarrassed. Xie Wuming had attacked his buttocks unwittingly. If he hadn’t moved quickly, he would have lost a chunk of flesh.

Why the hell did this guy aim for his butt every time they fought?

This happened last time as well. Suddenly, a sharp gust of wind came up, which almost sliced his buttocks off.

"Um..."

Hearing that the fight was over, the spectators noticed Jiao Long’s much-exposed state, leaving them speechless.

But really, the old fellow’s butt was really white!

"This guy..."

Mo Shaoyun, Xiao Nan and Wen Yulan stared blankly at Zhang Xian, who seemed to be interested not only in women, but also older men. They frowned, "Could this guy be any more obscene? He’s hitting on old men now?"

"Oh, they’re fighting again?"

Suddenly, a figure rushed in from some direction, standing before Jiao Long.

"Qiu Yun..."

Upon seeing who it was, Jiao Long’s face darkened.

They couldn’t deal with one Innate level expert, let alone another one. But if he wanted to escape, Zhang Xian and Qiu Yun wouldn’t be able to stop him.

That’s why he dared to come to Lingsha Villa alone.

"Ah...I have a stomachache..."

Suddenly, a man stood up, clutching his stomach and said, "Damn it, boss, is your medicinal cuisine supposed to help or harm us? Why do I get a stomachache after only a few bites?"

"Stomachache?"

Zhang Xian scanned with his mind, his brows deeply furrowed.

At that moment, another person stood up. Then one after another, people got up...

Everyone who had eaten the medicinal food complained of stomach aches.

Some with bad tempers started swearing, "Damn it, boss, what’s the meaning of this? At first I thought it was my own problem, but now it’s clear that it’s your medicinal food."

"Why is this happening?" Mo Shaoyun’s brow furrowed tightly.

One person having a stomachache could be an individual’s issue. But if everyone who ate the medicinal food gets a stomachache, there’s no way to explain it other than their own fault.

Fu Meiting, Xiao Nan, Wen Yulan and Dong Qian all had furrowed brows as well.

The chef of the medicinal cuisine in their Lingxiao Villa was a very reliable one they had spent a great deal of money to hire from outside. This situation should not have occurred.

The recipe for the medicinal food was given by Zhang Xian. They knew very well how excellent Zhang Xian’s medical skills were, so that shouldn’t have caused the problem either. Why would everyone suddenly get stomachaches after eating the medicinal food?

"Ha ha..."

Xie Wuming burst into laughter, "Brother Zhang, is your Lingxiao Villa here to cure people or kill them? This is a huge blunder for your opening day, how do you plan to clean this up?"

"No big deal!"

Zhang Xian calmly smiled, "Ladies and gentlemen, would you believe me if I said I was framed?"

"What do you mean?"

"Exactly. We’re having stomachaches right now, we don’t care whether we’re being set up or not, can you first deal with our stomachaches? Can your Lingxiao Villa cure us?"

"Damn, it hurts like hell. Check me out right now."

Quite a few people were making a fuss. They’d come today to check out Lingxiao Villa. But they now found themselves in this mess just after eating a few bites of medicinal food.

"Thank God, I didn’t eat."

Xie Wuming smirked, "Brother Zhang, don’t you think you owe everyone an explanation?"

"I will certainly deal with anything that happens in my Lingxiao Villa."

Zhang Xian gave a cold smile, turned to Mo Shaoyun and said, "Honey, go call out everyone in the kitchen, let them wait here, I’ll check on these guys first."

Mo Shaoyun nodded and led Buckteeth Zhou and Wu Dajun to the kitchen.

"Ladies and gentlemen, follow me to the medical office."

Zhang Xian smiled and walked outside, "I am here, you will be fine. I will explain everything later."

Upon hearing this, everyone followed him.

"Brother Zhang, I will come with you too." Xie Wuming smirked, following him as well.

Lingxiao Villa had several areas, including a leisure area, a dining area, a medical office and more. The medical office, as the name suggests, was where they cured illnesses, which was quite unique.

Usually, who would expect a place to cure diseases in a resort-like villa? To the guests present, it was a perfect place to relax and unwind.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, please sit!"

Zhang Xian smiled and said, "Don’t rush, please keep your mood steady."

"Damn, I’m in so much pain, how do you expect me to stay composed? This is damn torture!" Someone clamored.

Other people also began to make a noise.

Xie Wuming and Jiao Long looked on coldly from the side, their smiles were quite sinister.

Considering that Lingxiao Villa encountered such an issue immediately after its opening, one can imagine what’s coming next. Before long, Lingxiao Villa would face the danger of closing down.

At present Lingxiao Villa hadn’t rolled out many services, planning to slowly gather popularity over time. Once a shortage of popularity occurs, Zhang Xian would start launching various services to attract customers, which was exactly what Xie Wuming was hoping for.

Even if Zhang Xian took over Lingxiao Villa, with just a few services, how could he compete?

"Ladies and gentlemen..."

Zhang Xian looked at everyone and said, "This incident was Lingxiao Villa’s mistake, but not mine. I can only admit that I bear some responsibility. I feel regretful that this happened just as we opened. However, I should probably thank the person who tried to sabotage Lingxiao Villa, for giving me a chance to demonstrate."

Zhang Xian said as he paused for a moment, then continued, "Each of you knows that Lingxiao Villa can cure diseases, but do you know how advanced our medical skills are?"

"You’re very skilled? Can you cure us?" Someone asked dismissively.

Zhang Xian smiled, suddenly walked up to the man, pinched his wrist, and a wave of Spiritual Energy surged out powerfully, instantly removing all toxins from the man’s body.

Earlier in the medicinal cuisine hall, he had discovered that the guests’ stomachaches were due to poisoning. Someone had poisoned their medicinal food. In other words, there was a traitor in their villa.

"Huh, it doesn’t hurt anymore?"

The man had been staring at Zhang Xian in puzzlement, not knowing what he was up to.

When he realized that his stomach didn’t hurt anymore, he couldn’t help but widen his eyes. Was this guy really that good? Just a touch and his illness was gone?