Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City

"Order then! Why aren't you ordering?!"

"I want to see you place an order. For three people, according to normal standards, there should be at least six dishes, plus six snacks, and three main courses, right? Just starting off, that'll be at least a hundred thousand or two hundred thousand Xuan Stones, are you sure you want to order?" Yuan Hong continued taunting.

Chen Xue and Qin Muqing's expressions turned very unpleasant.

"Brother Lin Fan... why don't we just leave?" Qin Muqing was somewhat embarrassed.

"Muqing, we're ordering! Just order with confidence, I still have Xuan Stones on me, we can't let Brother Lin Fan lose face!" Chen Xue bit her red lips, she had enough Xuan Stones on her; a few hundred thousand was enough. For a meal, it was more than sufficient.

"This..."

Qin Muqing looked at Chen Xue in astonishment.

It was at this moment.

Suddenly.

There was a disturbance at the entrance of the restaurant, a group of people streamed in, a line of about a dozen people.

The one at the forefront was a man dressed in a purple robe with a gold belt around his waist. His attire was extremely luxurious and magnificent, with a seven-turn Demon Core even embedded in the belt!

What is a seven-turn Demon Core?

If it were auctioned off, it could casually fetch a terrifying high price of five million Xuan Stones!

Following the man, among the dozen or so people, three of them were Sixth Rank Saint Emperors, and the rest were all powerhouse of the Holy Emperor Realm. As for the young man himself, he had the Cultivation of a Third Rank Saint Emperor!

"It's Xing Jian! The Saint Heir of Wangu Sect!" Yuan Hong's pupils shrank.

Wangu Sect was also a Sect in the Tianqing Sea.

Moreover, Wangu Sect is also one of the Great Sects of the Lost Continent and even ranks above Bodhi Palace.

Bodhi Palace is ranked eighth among the top ten Sects of the Lost Continent, and Wangu Sect is fifth, a full three spots ahead!

Similarly.

The people of Bodhi Palace saw Xing Jian, and Xing Jian also saw the people of Bodhi Palace, especially when Xing Jian saw the Young Palace Master of Bodhi Palace, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth as he stepped forward.

"The Saint Heir of Wangu Sect has arrived!"

"Wow, is it really him?"

"Eh? Wait, isn't that Mu Mengrui, the Young Palace Master of Bodhi Palace?"

"Why is she here too, I didn't notice her just now..."

…

The crowd inside the restaurant was discussing noisily, with everyone's attention drawn over.

At this moment.

The Saint Heir of Wangu Sect, Xing Jian, also came up to the table where Mu Mengrui and others were sitting, smilingly said, "Miss Mu, what a coincidence to see you here. It looks like you've just arrived too, how about we dine together?"

"There's no need, today is a private dinner for our own people at Bodhi Palace. We would prefer not to have outsiders disturb us."

Mu Mengrui replied indifferently, with an aloof tone that kept others at a thousand miles distance.

"Alright then, I'll just sit beside you, that wouldn't be disturbing." Xing Jian nodded lightly, showing no anger. He glanced around and saw that the table where Lin Fan was situated was the closest to where Mu Mengrui and the others were.

Xing Jian gave a look.

Immediately, someone from Wangu Sect got the hint and went up to the table where Lin Fan was, barking, "Don't you have any eyes? The Saint Heir of our Wangu Sect has arrived, and you lot still aren't getting lost to offer up your seats to our Saint Heir!"

"Heh!"

With this single scene, Yuan Hong sneered.

The Saint Heir of Wangu Sect, Xing Jian, was not as easy to speak to as their own Young Palace Master!

If Lin Fan dared to defy him, the outcome would likely be very miserable!

Yuan Hong reckoned that Lin Fan would not dare to defy him. Most likely, he would take Chen Xue and Qin Muqing with him and flee in a sorry state, tails tucked between their legs.

Not just Yuan Hong, everyone present, including Mu Mengrui, believed that Lin Fan and his companions would flee with tails between their legs!

Therefore.

The people present did not spare Lin Fan and his companions another glance!

All eyes were on Xing Jian and Mu Mengrui alone, nobody paid attention to Lin Fan.

However.

Without any warning.

Lin Fan showed no intention of standing up to leave, not even the slightest sign of getting up.

Just one word, calmly:

"Scram!"

Lin Fan's voice was not loud.

But...

It exploded like a thunderclap in the tavern, instantly drawing the attention of everyone...swiftly shifting from Xing Jian and Mu Mengrui, to settle on Lin Fan!

At this moment, everyone around was stunned!

Even Mu Mengrui, Yuan Hong, and the others were dumbfounded!

What did Lin Fan say?

Telling the people from the Wangu Sect to... roll?

They didn't mishear, did they?

Lin Fan actually told the people from the Wangu Sect to roll!!!

"What did you say? Kid, do you have any idea who I am? We are from the Wangu Sect, the Saint Heir of our sect asked you to move aside, and you dare to tell us to roll?" The middle-aged man who asked Lin Fan to make way, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, contorted his face into a savage snarl and bellowed: "Are you out of your damn mind? You tell us to roll! Damn it! Kid, say it again, you tell us to roll!!!"

The middle-aged man's face turned livid.

With so many onlookers, it was utterly humiliating!

How could he, a Sixth Rank Ancient Saint, be scolded to 'roll'?

Keep in mind, his Cultivation was that of a First Rank Saint Emperor!

"I said, roll! If you don't, you die!" Lin Fan's brows furrowed.

The next second.

Instant Escape!

In the blink of an eye, he appeared before the middle-aged man.

He lifted his hand and struck out a slap!

"Bang!"

The middle-aged man was flung out like a sandbag, crashing heavily onto the ground, dead!

After doing all this, Lin Fan Instant Escaped back to his seat.

The crowd didn't even see how he made his move!

"Hiss!"

A chorus of gasps spread through the crowd, everyone stunned, disbelieving what they just witnessed!

"This..."

Yuan Hong's pupils shrank sharply, his heart rate accelerating. He never dreamed that Lin Fan, whom he had been mocking, possessed such terrifying Cultivation.

Moreover.

He had continually teased Lin Fan, thinking he was weak and incompetent, merely hiding behind a woman, completely unaware that Lin Fan's strength... could instantly kill a First Rank Saint Emperor!

Dead silence filled the room!

Everyone's gaze fixed on Lin Fan, deeply frightened!

In everyone's mind, they guessed, who was this young man who dared to kill someone from the Wangu Sect?

A moment later.

"Kid, who the hell are you? You dare to kill someone from the Wangu Sect!" Xing Jian glared at Lin Fan with a dark expression, questioning him with a tone full of superiority.

"Wangu Sect? Oh, I'm so scared! I just brought someone here for a meal, and the Bodhi Palace and the Wangu Sect just keep yapping in front of me, what the hell do you keep showing off for? I just want a quiet meal, is that too much to ask? You're the Saint Heir of the Wangu Sect, right? One more word of nonsense in front of me, and I'll kill you too! Roll!" Lin Fan roared in anger, he was truly enraged!

He was indeed furious!

All Lin Fan wanted was to find the Shennong Nine Cauldrons in peace.

But.

Right from the start, he endured the mockery from Yuan Hong of the Bodhi Palace, ignoring him as if he didn't exist, yet Yuan Hong grew more aggressive.

Then.

Finally sitting down, ready to order and eat,

Suddenly, out comes someone from the Wangu Sect who not only demands Lin Fan give up his seat but is the last straw that completely infuriates Lin Fan!

Lin Fan was never known for his good temper, but he was being considerate of the bigger picture and thus held his restraint.

Unfortunately.

These people again and again, outraged him beyond tolerance!

Lin Fan could not hold back anymore, his fury truly unleashed!