Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 194 - 194 194 How long must this lady wait asking for votes

194: 194: How long must this lady wait [asking for votes]?

194: 194: How long must this lady wait [asking for votes]?

“How’s it going, young man.” Wu Kong smiled as he looked at Tang Feng, impressed by the young man’s strength at such a young age.

As an astute old man, he could see through Tang Feng’s character.

Otherwise, his granddaughter and her companions wouldn’t have been allowed to leave last time; even he wasn’t sure he could defeat Tang Feng.

This was why he invited Tang Feng.

Moreover, according to the prophecy of the Witch God, the world would soon undergo drastic changes, which could potentially lead to the downfall of humanity.

In order to ensure the survival of the Witch Clan, finding masters like Tang Feng had become of utmost importance.

But what he didn’t expect was that the Tang Sect went too far by setting their sights on the Witch Clan, not only encroaching on a piece of the Clan’s forest but also attempting to monopolize the Witch Clan’s Medicine Garden.

Needless to say, the outcome was a given; the Witch Clan, though unassuming, had a heritage that wasn’t comparable to the Tang Sect’s, and with the invincible Witch Power, the Tang Sect was beaten to a pulp and faced the threat of extinction.

Faced with the indestructible Witch Clan, Tang Sect grew anxious and, out of desperation, called upon experts from far and wide for help.

And indeed, they found many, including a top-notch master like Tang Feng, on whom they even placed all their hopes.

Sadly, now they couldn’t even get him to return, which was sheer lawlessness.

When an elder from Tang Sect arrived at the hotel and saw Tang Feng laughing and chatting with an elder from the Witch Clan, he was enraged and wanted to slap the other dead.

Of course, this was only wishful thinking, for he was no match for Tang Feng.

The latest investigation indicated that Tang Feng might be a powerful Cultivator, making him stronger than any of the elders of Tang Sect.

“Wu Kong, what are you trying to do?” Tang Wudong could no longer restrain himself from intervening, fearing that if this continued, Tang Feng being invited to the Witch Clan wouldn’t be out of the question.

“Tang Wudong, now is not the time for us to meet.” Wu Kong didn’t take his opponent seriously, considering him only a defeated soldier.

“Hmph!

Tang Feng is part of our Tang Sect, yet you dare to use your granddaughter to seduce him, have you no shame?” Tang Wudong said angrily.

“It’s none of your business who I find for my granddaughter’s husband,” Wu Kong rebuked vehemently.

“Tang Feng, come with me.

The Family Head wants to see you,” Tang Wudong ordered, which irritated Tang Feng, profoundly so.

“Sorry, but I’ve been out all day and I’m pretty tired.

Let’s talk tomorrow,” Tang Feng said in a lackadaisical tone.

“What!

Preposterous!

Do you even regard the Tang Sect at all?” Tang Wudong was furious.

He had already lost face in front of Wu Kong, and now, to be disregarded by a junior and defy the Family Head, how could he not be furious?

“Actually, no, if it weren’t for the Tang Family blood running through my veins, I wouldn’t even be here.

But if you’re thinking of using me as a pawn, I’m sorry, I would rather enjoy the beautiful and diverse Mountain City,” Tang Feng said with a smile.

Tang Wushuang tugged at him, but unfortunately, Tang Feng showed no sign of stopping.

“Fine, very well then.

From this day on, you, Tang Feng, will no longer be part of the Tang Family,” Tang Wudong said as he left, unable to lay a hand on him and only seeking to gain a verbal advantage.

“Ha—Fantastic, absolutely fantastic.

Worthy of being my future son-in-law, there’s no need to show any regard for those sanctimonious fools.

Come, let’s go to my Witch Clan.

We have not only beautiful women but also picturesque landscapes, outstanding people, and plenty of delicious food—sure to make you want to stay forever,” Wu Kong said with a hearty laugh.

“Alright, I’ll take you up on your offer, but let’s consider the matter with the Tang Sect closed, shall we?” Tang Feng proposed.

“Of course, when compared to you, even I can’t be bothered with the Tang Sect anymore.

Granddaughter, he is now your responsibility.

Yun’er will come pick you up tomorrow morning,” Wu Kong said, leaving promptly, fearing Tang Feng might change his mind.

Wu Qingyun gave Tang Feng a sharp glance before hurrying off, her own thoughts known only to herself.

“Xiao Feng, is this really okay?” Tang Wushuang asked with a worried expression.

“Don’t worry, I’m strong enough, and I’ve also resolved the crisis of the Tang Sect.

They may be annoyed, but they wouldn’t dare mess with me, and even if they wanted to do something to me, they’d have to be brave enough to try.

Tomorrow, we’ll go sightseeing,” Tang Feng said with a smile.

“I’d rather not go.

I’m planning to head back south tomorrow,” Tang Wushuang said, wanting to escape the feeling of being so close yet unable to reach—she found it too bitter to bear.

“Sure, I’ll drop you off at the airport tomorrow.

This place is notorious for trouble, but, little aunt, once I finish things up here, I’ll come visit you, and you’ll have to provide food and lodging,” Tang Feng said with a smile.

“Of course, no problem.

You can stay as long as you want.”

“It’ll just be for a few days.

School starts in half a month, so I’ll need to go back,” Tang Feng said.

“Alright then, get some rest and be careful when you’re with the Witch Clan.

I’ve heard the people there can be quite barbaric,” Tang Wushuang said with concern.

“Little aunt, if only you weren’t my little aunt, then I could defile you,” Tang Feng couldn’t help but blurt out as he reached Tang Wushuang’s door.

“Xiao Feng, thank you, but there are no ifs.

Good night,” Tang Wushuang suddenly kissed Tang Feng on the cheek, then quickly opened the door and went inside.

Leaning against the door, two clear tears fell down.

It was the first time she’d been moved by someone, yet she had to cruelly give up on feelings that could never come to be.

Heaven truly torments people.

Touching his cheek, Tang Feng also sighed deeply, then turned and went back to his own room, where he spent a sleepless night.

When Tang Feng arrived at Tang Wushuang’s room, she was nowhere to be found, but he saw a piece of paper, which seemed to be stained with tears.

“Xiao Feng, please forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye.

I simply couldn’t face parting with you.

Be very careful on your trip to the Witch Clan.

I’ll be waiting for you in the south.

If possible, I hope you won’t call me ‘little aunt’ anymore because I don’t like it.

If there is a next life, I hope we can meet again.

Take care, love you, Wushuang.”

Tang Feng was speechless for a long time before he finally put the note away.

He understood then; it wasn’t only him who had those kinds of thoughts—his little aunt did too, but they were bound by certain things.

Sigh!

It’s always hard to deal with emotions and duty.

“Dumbass, Qin beast, come out already, how long do you expect me to wait?”

Wu Qingyun really had no filter, not caring at all about her image.

It was hard to imagine how such a beautiful woman could speak in a way that was constant thunder.

“I say, gorgeous, are you in such a hurry to give yourself to someone?

My room is empty.

Perhaps we should get to know each other more deeply,” Tang Feng said with a laugh.

“Go to hell, you think I’m that easy,” Wu Qingyun’s teeth were very white, and her face very red.

She was just all talk.

“Honestly, whether you’re easy or not isn’t for you to say.

You just happened to come across a gentleman like me.

With others, who knows, you might have been skinned by now,” Tang Feng said with a chuckle.

“It’s your family who’s been skinned,” Wu Qingyun cursed at Tang Feng, looking every bit the shrew you’d find screeching on the streets.

“No one’s interested in how many layers of skin I have, but as for you, shall we give it a try?” Tang Feng said, eyes roving over her exquisite figure.

“Try my foot, just go away,” Wu Qingyun’s face was as red as if it were bleeding.

“Such a contrary woman.

If you want it, just say so.

I guarantee you won’t want to leave,” Tang Feng said, and Wu Qingyun ran even faster.

What trash, what rubbish, such a deadbeat!

She muttered as she walked, seemingly having a limited vocabulary.

This woman was actually quite simple, yet she insisted on playing the deep and meaningful card.

This trip to the Witch Clan was bound to be interesting.