"Is this, this releasing Inner Qi outward? Are you an Innate Grandmaster?!"

At this moment, Qiu Boyuan stared intently at the cleaved long table, his heart trembling uncontrollably as he exclaimed.

"An Innate Grandmaster?!"

"He is actually an Innate Grandmaster?"

"Are we supposed to besiege an Innate Grandmaster?!"

The group of elders had completely lost their composure, looking at Jiang Chen with faces filled with fear and alarm.

Reach the Heavenly Peak Grandmaster realm is a significant hurdle for martial artists; all grandmasters, barring any feuds, are respected by their peers, and as for Innate Grandmasters, they are beings all martial artists look up to!

For a fight with an Innate Grandmaster, one must be of the same level to be a match. At this rank, it's not about numbers anymore.

"Mr. Jiang," Qiu Boyuan said with a bitter face, looking at Jiang Chen, suddenly not knowing what to say.

Jiang Chen glanced indifferently at Qiu Boyuan, "I am not an Innate Grandmaster, but I am not powerless in the face of one. If President Qiu really wants to keep me here, feel free to try!"

"No, no, definitely not!"

Qiu Boyuan quickly waved his hand; although Jiang Chen said he wasn't an Innate Grandmaster, Qiu Boyuan also felt that with Jiang Chen's age, it was impossible for him to be one. Nevertheless, the knife energy just now was genuine.

That surge of knife energy gave him a deadly feeling; he had no confidence to withstand that strike. Therefore, Qiu Boyuan had already started to consider Jiang Chen as an existence on par with an Innate Grandmaster in his heart.

"Mr. Jiang, we have been quite offensive just now. I hope that you are a magnanimous person and will not blame us," Qiu Boyuan sincerely begged, bowing deeply to Jiang Chen.

The group of elders watched Jiang Chen with complex expressions; they all knew Jiang Chen was formidable but assumed he was only at the Heavenly Level. However, they had not anticipated that Jiang Chen was beyond Semi Innate, existing almost like an Innate Grandmaster.

Such a powerful person was even beyond Qiu Boyuan's match.

Yet, they had repeatedly trespassed against him, which was practically a death wish!

Suddenly, cold sweats broke out among them as they were immersed in extreme fear, worried that Jiang Chen would settle accounts with them after the fact.

Thud! Thud!

Suddenly, two elders, unable to bear the pressure, had their legs give out and they knelt down before Jiang Chen.

Thud, thud!

Seemingly setting off a chain reaction, the group of elders began kneeling one after another, heads lowered with sweat dripping down, not daring to look at Jiang Chen, fearful of being singled out by him.

In the blink of an eye, only Qiu Boyuan, Qiu Lingyu, Pi Te, and a few others were left standing in front of Jiang Chen and his companions in the guest room.

After looking over the crowd, Qiu Boyuan raised his head to Jiang Chen, his eyes displaying a longing plea, "Mr. Jiang, please forgive our rudeness!"

Clang!

"Enough," Jiang Chen pursed his lips and sheathed his knife.

At the sound of Blood Saber returning to its scabbard, the group of elders sighed a sigh of relief, stood up, and bowed deeply to Jiang Chen before honestly standing behind Qiu Boyuan, not even Wang Boshan, Liu Jiangbo, or Liu Sanbian dared to say another word.

"How much did you pay this old yam to come here?" Jiang Chen glanced at Pi Te, then turned his head toward Qiu Lingyu.

Qiu Lingyu was stunned for a moment, then replied in surprise, "Fifty million, why?"

"Fifty million? Good, then I want a billion. Pay up, and I'll treat him. Don't pay, and I'm leaving this very moment," Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow as he turned to look at Qiu Boyuan.

Qiu Boyuan was slightly startled, then nodded, ready to agree, but Qiu Lingyu spoke up even more quickly, "Why should it cost one billion?"

"One billion and fifty million!" Jiang Chen did not even glance at Qiu Lingyu but stared directly at Qiu Boyuan.

"Don't think that just because you're strong..." Qiu Lingyu's face changed colors as she began to retort.

"Shut up!" Before Qiu Lingyu could finish speaking, Qiu Boyuan interrupted her with a sharp rebuke, then turned and saluted Jiang Chen with cupped fists, "Agreed, one billion and fifty million. I hope Mr. Jiang will save my life."

Pleased with the response, Jiang Chen turned to Qiu Lingyu, "If you keep talking nonsense, it will be three billion. Even though I have a good temper, I am not someone who can be insulted at will. I find everything about today loathsome, especially you. As a citizen of the Flame Dragon Kingdom, you blindly believe in modern medicine and sneer at our national essence. Are you doing justice to your ancestors?"

Qiu Lingyu's face turned red, she clenched her teeth and remained silent.

But her heart was filled with even more hatred. Although she hoped her father would be cured, she just didn't believe that Jiang Chen could do it.

No matter how high Jiang Chen's martial skill was, he must be bluffing about his medical expertise! Yes, bluffing!

"Mr. Jiang, you see..." Qiu Boyuan was already filled with anticipation; he believed that with Jiang Chen's strength, there was no way he would deceive him.

Jiang Chen spoke indifferently, "Just sit properly."

"Okay." Qiu Boyuan turned and sat back on his original seat, which was now the only intact chair in the reception room.

"Take off your shirt!" Jiang Chen arrived in front of Qiu Boyuan, took out the silver needle, and said indifferently.

Without hesitation, Qiu Boyuan did as he was told, removing his top and revealing a muscular torso.

Shua shua shua!

Dozens of silver flashes passed by, and in the blink of an eye, Qiu Boyuan's body was adorned with over a dozen silver needles.

"So fast!"

"Yeah, if he suddenly attacked us..."

"Are you stupid? Do you know Mr. Jiang's strength? If he wanted to deal with us, would he need to attack suddenly?"

"Right, right, right..."

The group of elders began to whisper amongst themselves.

Weng weng weng!

After inserting the silver needles, Jiang Chen's expression turned serious as he quickly flicked each needle, making over a dozen silver needles vibrate in a certain pattern.

"This can cure the disease? Haha!" Pi Te watched for a moment, then spoke with a sneer.

Jiang Chen ignored Pi Te and continued to apply needles to Qiu Boyuan. After a while, Jiang Chen waved his hand and collected the silver needles.

"Mr. Jiang, as for the chairman's condition..." Liu Sanbian spoke softly.

Jiang Chen glanced at Liu Sanbian, smiled slightly, and when everyone's gaze was fixed on his face, Jiang Chen harshly punched Qiu Boyuan right in the chest!

"What are you doing?" Qiu Lingyu cried out in alarm, reaching out to push Jiang Chen.

With a flicker of his body, Jiang Chen dodged Qiu Lingyu's hand and punched Qiu Boyuan in the chest again.

"You want to kill my dad?"

Qiu Lingyu gritted her teeth and lunged at him like a madwoman.

"Bang!"

Jiang Chen didn't even look, changing his stance before punching Qiu Boyuan in the chest again.

"I'll kill..." Qiu Lingyu was going crazy, yelling as she moved to attack again.

But just at that moment.

"Gyah—"

Qiu Boyuan suddenly turned pale, opened his mouth and vomited a large mouthful of deep yellow fluid.

Suddenly, a foul stench filled the entire reception room.

"Dad!"

Qiu Lingyu was shocked and stopped in her tracks, looking towards Qiu Boyuan.

"Your dad is already better," Jiang Chen glanced at Qiu Lingyu and said indifferently.

"That fast?"

Everyone was startled and turned their heads to look at Qiu Boyuan.

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