Already here? That was fast!

Jiang Chen let out a cold laugh and approached the caller, shouting, "Let them in!"

Afterward, he opened the door and stepped out.

"Young Master!" As he walked out the door, the Xuan Long waiting at the entrance bowed respectfully.

Jiang Chen nodded and turned to look in the direction of the courtyard gate.

Soon, the sound of footsteps approached, with Yan Hu leading the way and several men following behind, all heading toward the villa.

Jiang Chen glanced at the newcomers, the men following Yan Hu to this place, among them a middle-aged man in his forties, his complexion pale, evidently afflicted with chronic illness, accompanied by one middle-aged and two younger men, all exuding an air of arrogance!

"Are you Jiang Chen?" When the four reached the villa, they looked up at Jiang Chen, and a young man spoke with an arrogant tone.

Jiang Chen cast a casual glance at the four men, his eyes settling on the chronically ill man: "The Martial Arts Hall Master Chen Weicheng?"

"Indeed, that's me." Chen Weicheng answered proudly, "Jiang Chen, I've heard you have a Century Snow Lotus here?"

Jiang Chen nodded, "Yes, I do."

A glint appeared in Chen Weicheng's eyes as he swiftly gave a covert signal to the middle-aged man beside him.

The man caught on and, with a fist cupped in front of him, smiled at Jiang Chen, "I am Chen Weilin, the Vice Hall Master of the Weicheng Martial Arts Hall."

"Vice Hall Master Chen." Jiang Chen nodded indifferently.

"We've come especially to visit you today." Chen Weilin smiled, but his expression suddenly turned cold, and his tone became stern, "Yet you didn't even let us in through the door or offer a cup of tea. What does that mean? Do you look down on us?"

"Yeah, kid, are you looking down on us? Bring out the Century Snow Lotus as an apology right now, or don't blame us for being rude and smashing up this lousy villa!" another young man shouted.

Chen Weicheng feigned annoyance at the young man who spoke and scolded in a low voice, "Yuan Jiang, don't be rude. How can you be so violent? Perhaps Mr. Jiang is about to hand over the Snow Lotus. By saying that, aren't we forcing him? Are we the kind of people who resort to threats?"

"Right, right, right, we wouldn't force him, he would hand it over on his own!" Chen Yuanjiang nodded repeatedly.

A cold light flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes as he smiled icily, "Had you come with sincerity to ask for medicine or medical assistance, perhaps I would have helped you. Your illness is merely a matter of a few needles. Yet, you've come with insults and threats, wanting to demolish my house and expecting me to willingly hand over the Snow Lotus? Heh, you might as well continue to suffer!"

"What do you mean? You say you can cure my illness? Haha... Kid, who do you think you are? Just because your surname is Jiang, do you think you're that Mr. Jiang who cured Old Shen?" Chen Weicheng sneered.

Jiang Chen replied mockingly, "Isn't your injury a result of a concealed trauma you sustained in your youth, which, because of some delay for reasons unknown, you failed to treat in time? You're right to think the Century Snow Lotus, a spiritual medicine that strengthens the foundation and nurtures the origin, can indeed heal your condition. But to expect me to hand it over to you just like that? You're not worthy! Just wait for a month when your level drops back to Royal Realm. In less than three months, you'll be expelled from the ranks of martial artists!"

"You... how do you know about my injury? Besides the four of us, no one truly knows the extent of my injury. How... how did you find out?" Chen Weicheng's face changed color, and he turned his head to look at Chen Weilin and the others.

The three men turned pale, sensing Chen Weicheng's gaze, they all shook their heads in unison.

"This... You say I will be demoted in a month, and I believe that since I have the same premonition. But I can maintain my condition with medication!"

Chen Weicheng's face twisted in ferocity as he spoke, now convinced of Jiang Chen's medical expertise. With just one glance, Jiang Chen had discerned his illness—an unheard-of level of medical skill for Chen Weicheng. However, Jiang Chen's claim that he would be demoted from the ranks of martial artists was something Chen Weicheng could neither believe nor dare to believe.

"Medication? Apart from Spiritual Medicines like Century Snow Lotus that strengthen your foundation and cultivate your vitality, the other drugs you've been taking will no longer aid your illness. They merely harden your body. Eventually, you'll build up immunity, and the more you consume the same medicine, the stronger that immunity becomes. Your illness has already become immune to the drugs you've been taking, rendering them ineffective. Unless you find a medicine of a higher grade with better effects, you only have three months left of your martial arts career!"

Jiang Chen pointed out the other's condition indifferently.

"Thump, thump, thump!"

Chen Weicheng's face paled, and he involuntarily took three steps back, cold sweat breaking out instantly!

"You, you speak with such clarity, you must be able to save him! So, save my father right now! Otherwise, I'll kill you!" Seeing his father's reaction, Chen Yuanjiang, who had no doubt that Jiang Chen had hit the nail on the head, suddenly glowed with a threatening light in his eyes as he bellowed at Jiang Chen.

"Hmph! Do you think I'll save him just because you ask? You barge into my home demanding medicine with such arrogance—who gave you the right? Get them out of here!" Jiang Chen commanded coldly.

"I've been fed up with you lot for a long time! You dare to come here and threaten the Young Master; you're courting death!" Yan Hu roared as he dashed toward Chen Weicheng's group of four.

Jiang Chen didn't even look back and walked into the villa.

Bang, bang, bang!

A series of muffled thuds resounded. Chen Weicheng and his group had no means to fend off the attack and were effortlessly floored by Yan Hu, who picked up two people by their collars and dragged all four of them out of the villa's courtyard.

Meanwhile, by the road near the villa at Dingjing Lake, a limited-edition Lamborghini was parked, with Yue Long and Li Susu staring intently at Jiang Chen's villa.

"Jiang Chen is as good as dead this time!" Yue Long stated coldly.

With concern in her voice, Li Susu said, "Young Master Ming, that Jiang Chen is also highly skilled, and he has so many guards. With only four men, can Martial Arts Hall Master Chen really manage?"

"Don't worry, Martial Arts Hall Master Chen is a renowned martial artist in Dingjing, a profound-level fighter. The other three are Royal Realm Martial Artists. Four martial artists acting together are not something Jiang Chen's trashy bodyguards can withstand. And that Jiang Chen, when faced with a martial artist, he'll just get thrashed!" Yue Long remarked with a sneer.

"That's fantastic! We can finally teach him a lesson!" Li Susu's eyes showed a look of gratification.

Yue Long looked at Li Susu's slightly reddened cheeks from excitement, a lascivious gleam flashing in his eyes as he reached out and firmly groped her.

"Young Master Ming, stop it!" Li Susu glared at Yue Long playfully, but instead of pushing his hand away, she wore an expression of enjoyment.

"Ah!"

A sudden scream rang out. Li Susu slapped Yue Long's hand away, rubbing her own body as she complained, "Young Master Ming, why so forceful? You've hurt me!"

But Yue Long paid her no attention, his face frozen in surprise as he stared intently in the direction of the villa.

Li Susu's expression changed again and she quickly turned to look.

After which, her face turned ashen too!

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