At a wave from Mu Qiuyue, several young men in black rushed into the medical hall.

They didn't get physical, but a few threatening words were enough for the already anxious crowd waiting for treatment to pale. Some were angry, others resentful, but it only showed on their faces. Not a single person dared to speak up and, left with no choice, they could only depart with bitterness.

Suddenly, the spacious medical hall was empty.

Seeing this, Mu Qiuyue tilted her head back and sneered coldly. She then quickly covered her nose and mouth, surveying the crowd that had been forced out with extreme disgust. "What kind of people are these? Just looking at them is nauseating."

"How could a bunch of maggots be anything but disgusting?" Qiao Yun frowned, quickly taking out a bottle of perfume from her bag. She sprayed it in the air before taking several deep breaths, as if the mere presence of those people had contaminated the air.

Witnessing this, Chen Yang's brow furrowed slightly.

"What's going on?" asked Qin Qiu, who stood beside him, baffled by the situation.

CLICK. CLACK. CLICK.

Mu Qiuyue, dressed in a long black gown and high heels, strode into the Immortal Physician Pavilion with an air of arrogance.

Hmm? Noticing people still in the waiting area, her brow twitched, and her cold gaze swept over them. Her gaze drifted from Qin Qiu to Qin Gang, pausing briefly on Qin Qiu. Perhaps jealous of Qin Qiu's exceptionally striking appearance, she couldn't help but snort, "Tch!"

"Who is she?" Qin Qiu asked, bewildered. She grabbed Chen Yang's arm and complained, "That woman is just begging to be slapped."

"Indeed," Chen Yang agreed, nodding.

Mu Qiuyue turned to question her subordinate, "Why are there still people here?"

"Miss, I'll throw them out right away," one of the men in black said coldly, glancing at Chen Yang's group.

"Useless!" Mu Qiuyue scolded. "Hurry up, I'm in a rush."

"Yes, Miss."

Just as the men in black were about to act, a voice cut in.

"Hmph!" The Pill Dragon King had returned, brandishing a five-hundred-year-old ginseng. "How domineering! What do you take my Immortal Physician Pavilion for?"

Meeting Chen Yang's questioning gaze, the Pill Dragon King glanced at Mu Qiuyue and sneered, "My rules have stood for decades, yet there are always people who think they can place themselves above others. After getting nowhere with their connections, they resort to such despicable tactics. It's truly an eye-opener."

At this, the Pill Dragon King smiled maliciously. "Young lady from the Mu family, do you want this old ginseng?"

"That's right. You can name your price," Mu Qiuyue said, her phoenix eyes suddenly lighting up. Her father was plagued by a chronic illness and a deficiency of qi and blood, so he desperately needed such a potent, aged supplement to recuperate. Her main purpose for coming to the Immortal Physician Pavilion, besides consulting the Pill Dragon King, was to acquire this aged herb.

"Unfortunately, you're a step too late." The Pill Dragon King pointed to Qin Gang. "He reserved it yesterday. According to the rules, I must give it to him first. You'll have to get in line."

"You expect me to get in line?" Mu Qiuyue laughed. "I came here personally and have already wasted so much time. Do you really think I'll leave without the medicine?"

"That's not my problem." The Pill Dragon King spread his hands in a gesture of helplessness. "Why don't you discuss it with this gentleman? See if he's willing to give it up for you."

"I'll leave this to you. I'm going to prepare this old herb." The Pill Dragon King winked at Chen Yang and pumped his fist, as if to say, 'Go for it, kid. Beat them senseless.'

Chen Yang: "..."

What a blatant way to pass the buck... that old coot...

"The Mu Family is taking that old ginseng," Mu Qiuyue declared, her gaze shifting to Chen Yang. The contempt in her expression made her seem even more aloof. She crossed her arms. "As for you... get out of here immediately!"

"That old coot, the Pill Dragon King, is so devious," Qin Qiu muttered, curling her lip in disgust.

Chen Yang smiled faintly. "You take Grandpa to the back. Go see how that old coot prepares his medicine."

It would be better for Qin Qiu not to witness what was about to happen. After all, the one about to be beaten was a woman.

Without another word, Qin Qiu helped Qin Gang toward the back of the hall.

WHOOSH.

The Mu Family's subordinates immediately surrounded Chen Yang.

Only then did Mu Qiuyue slowly stride forward, looking down on Chen Yang condescendingly. "Surely you know of my Mu Family's influence in Cangyun City. Do you really intend to resist?"

Chen Yang nonchalantly lit a cigarette. "Can't say that I have."

"Hmph!" Qiao Yun walked in, covering her mouth and nose with a handkerchief. "A maggot should know its place. Isn't it laughable that you're still posturing in front of us? Hurry up and get lost. That old ginseng is not something a lowlife like you is worthy of."

Compared to Mu Qiuyue's haughtiness, Qiao Yun's sense of superiority was even more profound, as if even glancing at Chen Yang was an act of great charity.

"First come, first served. Don't you understand a simple principle like that?" Chen Yang held the cigarette between his thumb and middle finger, tapping the ash off with his index finger. "Besides, all lives are equal. Are the Mu Family members' lives more precious?"

"Of course!" Mu Qiuyue stated arrogantly. "Do you have any idea who my father is? And what are you? Don't you know your place? Is a five-hundred-year-old ginseng something a maggot like you is qualified to enjoy?"

The Mu Family wasn't yet one of the eight great influential families of Cangyun City, but how could their influence and wealth be compared to that of ordinary mortals? For her and her mother to lower themselves to converse with a maggot from the bottom rungs of society was a stroke of incredible fortune for him; his ancestral graves must be emitting green smoke. And he wasn't even grateful? He dared to put on airs in front of them? How ridiculous!

"Let me put it this way," Qiao Yun said, covering her mouth and nose in disgust, her tone dripping with mockery. "Even if that person of yours takes this old ginseng today, he won't live to see tomorrow. You understand what I mean, right?"

It was a blatant threat, meant to make Chen Yang understand the Mu Family's power and back down. Their approach was a clear mix of hard and soft tactics.

"Heh!" Seeing Chen Yang still showed no sign of leaving, Mu Qiuyue sneered and pointed a finger at him. "What, you plan to stay and try to extort money from my Mu Family? Stop dreaming. You won't get a single penny!"

SNAP.

Chen Yang grabbed her pointing finger and blew a puff of smoke in her face. "So much chatter. It's incredibly annoying."

"Let go of your filthy hand! Is my daughter someone a piece of trash like you can touch?" Qiao Yun raged, ordering the nearby bodyguards to attack.

BOOM!

A sudden gale erupted, flinging Qiao Yun and all the surrounding Mu Family bodyguards backward like leaves in a storm.

BANG. BANG. BANG.

They crashed heavily to the ground, one after another.

"You..."

A chilling smile had yet to fully form on Mu Qiuyue's face.

SLAP.

Chen Yang's palm swung across her cheek, and the entire world fell silent.

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