"But kid," I must remind you that the evil Qi of your blade is too heavy and with each level of its seal that you break, a large amount of murderous evil Qi will be produced."
"These evil Qi will invade your body, control your mind and soul. If you don’t handle it well, you’ll easily be controlled by the blade."
Senior Long Qian warned.
"Don’t worry, I’m the only one who controls the blade. It’s delusional to think that it could control me!"
Xiao Yifeng said disdainfully, his eyes brimming with confidence as he gripped the Minghong Blade tightly.
The next day, outside the hotel where Xiao Yifeng was staying, numerous cars stopped, and a group of armed soldiers appeared; Fostren stepped out from a luxury car, his eyes flickering with a cold glint.
"Young Master Foss, what are you up to now?"
At that moment, Xiao Yifeng appeared, looking at Fostren with a smile.
"War Emperor, hand over Foster, or I won’t be polite to you!"
Fostren’s face was filled with an angry expression as he stared at Xiao Yifeng.
"Do you think the people you brought can deal with me? Have you forgotten the lesson from the bar earlier?"
Xiao Yifeng chuckled.
Upon hearing Xiao Yifeng’s words, Fostren’s face changed, fear flickering in his eyes.
"Hmph, kid, these people behind me are from M Country’s military. If you dare to make a move, I guarantee that no matter how powerful you are, you won’t be able to leave Niuyue City."
Fostren snorted coldly.
Xiao Yifeng sneered, his figure flashed, and he appeared in front of Fostren, gripping his throat and lifting him off the ground.
"Do you think I have the courage to kill you?"
Xiao Yifeng said indifferently, his gaze fixed on Fostren.
At that moment, the group of soldiers quickly raised their weapons towards Xiao Yifeng, while Fostren’s face showed a look of panic.
"What are you all doing?"
A commanding voice rang out, and immediately after, more luxury cars appeared outside the hotel, and a group of people dressed in black suits showed up, led by a blonde, blue-eyed foreign man in a suit, emitting a subtle aura of authority.
The man looked at the scene before him, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and he quickly made his way toward Xiao Yifeng.
"Mr. Xiao, nice to meet you!"
The man bowed as he approached Xiao Yifeng.
Xiao Yifeng tossed Fostren to the ground and glanced at him, asking, "And who might you be?"
"Mr. Xiao, I am the butler of the Tulip Family, specially sent by our Family Head to invite Mr. Xiao to the Tulip Clan for a gathering."
A different expression flashed in Xiao Yifeng’s eyes as he said, "But what if this Young Master Foss wants to deal with me? I’m afraid I won’t be able to go."
"Young Master Foss, Mr. Xiao here is a guest of the Tulip Family, I hope you don’t trouble him!"
The man said sternly to Fostren.
Fostren, his face flush with embarrassment and a cold look in his eyes, glanced at Xiao Yifeng and began to head outside.
Xiao Yifeng’s eyes narrowed slightly, and with a flick of his finger, a Silver Needle silently entered Fostren’s body.
Xiao Yifeng said to the man, and they proceeded to the Tulip Family’s residence.
The grandeur of the Tulip Family was in no way inferior to that of the Foss Family; moreover, the entire estate was filled with tulips, making it appear extremely beautiful.
In a magnificent hall, a noble and elegant middle-aged lady dressed in luxurious attire sat in the place of honor. She was the Tulip Family Head, Aisha, with Xueli sitting at her side.
Seeing Xiao Yifeng walk in, Xueli stood up and called out with a smile.
Xiao Yifeng spoke up.
"Mr. Xiao, this is my mother, also the Tulip Family Head. Mother, this is Mr. Xiao who saved my life last night!"
Xueli introduced the two.
Xiao Yifeng nodded slightly towards Aisha.
"Is Mr. Xiao Chinese?"
Aisha watched Xiao Yifeng and asked faintly, an invisible aura radiating from her.
"I’ve heard that traditional Chinese medicine is profound and there are many skilled practitioners in China. I presume Mr. Xiao is one of them. Western medicine was unable to treat my daughter’s disease, yet Mr. Xiao effortlessly revived her with a few silver needles last night and even alleviated her disease significantly. That’s truly impressive!"
Aisha spoke with admiration.
"You flatter me, Patriarch!"
Xiao Yifeng said with a faint smile.
"By the way, Mr. Xiao, we invited you here for two reasons: first, to thank you for saving my daughter’s life, and second, to ask if you have a way to completely cure my daughter’s heart disease."
"Miss Xueli’s disease is due to a congenital heart defect that led to heart disease. According to Western medicine, there is no cure, and the condition will become more dangerous as she ages, ultimately threatening her life. However..."
"However what? Does Mr. Xiao have a way to treat it!"
A spark of hope flashed in Aisha’s eyes, and Xueli looked at Xiao Yifeng with shining anticipation.
"This disease is indeed not incurable for me."
Xiao Yifeng said outright.
"It seems Mr. Xiao indeed has a way to treat it. Would you be willing to help my daughter? Once Xueli is cured, the Tulip Family will surely offer our profound gratitude!"
Aisha said with some excitement.
"There’s no need for that. I never treat illnesses for rewards; it all depends on my mood!"
Xiao Yifeng spoke with a high moral tone.
"I bet you only look at beauty. If it were an ugly monster, I doubt you would bother, right?"
Long Qian made a timely jab at Xiao Yifeng.
"Senior Long Qian, can you not be so cutting? Do you want to become the Heart-Piercing Dragon?"
Xiao Yifeng had an exasperated expression.
"Mr. Xiao, what’s wrong?"
Aisha asked, noticing Xiao Yifeng’s mood was off.
Xiao Yifeng shook his head.
"So, when can Mr. Xiao treat Xueli?"
"Right now, I suppose. I might return to China tomorrow, but to ensure the acupuncture process is error-free, Miss Xueli may need to remove her clothing. Would that be acceptable?"
Xiao Yifeng inquired.
Long Qian blurted out immediately.
"Senior, I am treating a patient here, understand? Treating!"
Xiao Yifeng corrected himself inwardly.
"That... is fine! But I trust Mr. Xiao understands the proper boundaries."
Aisha said with a flicker in her gaze, glancing at Xueli and then back at Xiao Yifeng.
Xueli’s face turned slightly red, but she did not object.
"Don’t worry, I am a physician, I understand."
Xiao Yifeng said indifferently.