"On your knees! Everyone from the Wang Clan, on your knees!"
As the crowd watched in shock, Wang Enkui suddenly roared, taking the lead and dropping to his knees.
THUD. THUD. THUD.
One by one, the other mbers of the Wang Clan followed suit, kneeling on the ground.
They had no choice.
"Kneeling only now? Don't you think it's a little too late?"
Jiang Xinghai shook his head with a smile, then swung his hand in a vicious slap.
SMACK!
Wang Enkui's old face flushed with sha as the force of the blow sent him flying through the air.
'He never imagined that he, Wang Enkui, would one day be slapped in public.'
'What a disgrace!'
CRASH!
Wang Enkui's body slamd heavily into a nearby corner. It felt as if his entire skeleton was about to fall apart.
'This is bad!'
'Jiang Xinghai's power is far beyond my own. He must be on the verge of becoming a Ninth-Grade Grandmaster!'
In that instant, the entire hall fell deathly silent. Everyone was too terrified to even breathe.
Who could have imagined that this seemingly harmless young man possessed such heaven-defying strength?
"Excellent! Just excellent!"
As the Wang Clan reeled in chaos, Shen Zhengye, who had remained seated in the Grandmaster's Chair, began to clap and cheer.
"Wang Enkui, you old bastard! To think you'd see a day like this! It's a joy to behold!" Color began to return to his face.
Three years ago, Wang Enkui had destroyed his Dantian with a single punch.
Ever since, he had fought to stay alive each and every day.
He did it all for the day he could finally pay him back in kind.
He had thought all hope was lost.
But then, Jiang Xinghai appeared!
"Hahahahaha..."
Shen Zhengye couldn't help but roar with laughter.
'This feels so good!'
His spirits soared as he looked around at the defeated expressions on the faces of the Wang Family. It was incredibly satisfying!
"Divine Doctor Jiang, can you save my son now?"
Wang Zhenlin was still clinging to the hope that Jiang Xinghai would agree to save his son.
"Of course."
Jiang Xinghai's answer took everyone by surprise.
Including Shen Zhengye.
"Thank you, Divine Doctor Jiang!" Wang Zhenlin's face lit up.
'He'd thought that after things had gone this far, there was no way the man would agree.'
Just then, Wang Enkui, who was staggering to his feet from the corner, breathed a quiet sigh of relief.
'Getting slapped was worth it.'
'At the very least, Jiang Xinghai had agreed to save his grandson.'
'But this was far from over!'
'Later, he would go to the mountains himself and beseech his father—the Wang Family's ultimate trump card, their Old Ancestor—to return!'
'When that ti ca, Jiang Xinghai would be nothing but a fish on the chopping block, for the Wang Family to slaughter as they pleased!'
SMACK!
But Jiang Xinghai dealt another slap.
This one was ford from a burst of Gang Qi that materialized out of thin air, striking Wang Enkui across the face just as he had gotten to his feet.
"Did I give you permission to stand?" Jiang Xinghai asked coolly, his back still turned to Wang Enkui.
THUD!
Completely outmatched, Wang Enkui had no choice but to swallow his rage and kneel on the ground once more.
"Father, you've endured enough."
Looking at Wang Enkui's ashen face, Wang Zhenlin could only turn back with a helpless sigh and push his son's gurney forward.
"There's no rush to treat him."
Jiang Xinghai, however, shook his head again. "First, let's discuss my fee."
"Divine Doctor Jiang, rest assured. If two hundred million isn't enough, I'll keep raising the offer until you're satisfied," Wang Zhenlin vowed, thumping his chest.
"I want the Wang Family's... entire fortune!"
Jiang Xinghai dropped a bombshell. "I want all of the Wang Family's assets transferred to the Shen Family's accounts before midnight. Do you have any objections?"
"What!"
"All of our assets!"
"Are we supposed to be left with nothing to eat?"
"Patriarch!"
"Elder!"
Many of the Wang Clan mbers erupted in protest, their frantic gazes darting between Wang Zhenlin and Wang Enkui.
But all they received in return were tiny silver needles.
SHIIING—
Dozens of silver needles, flashing like starlight, pierced the foreheads of the Wang Clan mbers standing on the outskirts of the group.
PFFT! PFFT! PFFT!
Every single person who had just spoken out collapsed to the ground, a needle embedded in their forehead, dead.
The entire room was stunned into silence by the sight.
These projectiles were so precise, it was as if they had eyes of their own, killing whover they targeted!
RING, RING, RING!
Just then, a call ca in from Lin Liping.
Jiang Xinghai gave a wry smile. 'Is she still waiting for at the hotel?'
"Miss Lin, I'm still busy..."
"I know. I can't sleep anyway. I'll wait for you," Lin Liping said shyly.
"Miss Lin, can we reschedule for another day? Lulu is ho alone, after all. It's not very safe, is it?" Jiang Xinghai asked, scratching his head.
"Don't worry. I told her I wouldn't be back tonight. She'll lock the doors properly." Lin Liping pursed her red lips and hung up.
Jiang Xinghai gave a sheepish smile and put his phone away.
However, amidst the crowd of Wang Family mbers, Wang Junjie suddenly realized sothing from the phone conversation he'd overheard.
He had heard the na "Lulu."
'Why did that na sound so familiar?'
'Feng Lulu!'
'He rembered now! The girl who worked as his designated driver not long ago—wasn't her na Feng Lulu?'
'Lulu... Feng Lulu?'
'Could they be the sa person?'
A plan suddenly ford in Wang Junjie's mind. He shot Jiang Xinghai a venomous glare before quickly slipping out of the hall.
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