Rebirth of the Celestial Miracle Doctor

"Manager Wen, Manager Wen," a young female secretary burst in through the door with a look of utter panic on her face, frantically saying, "Something happened downstairs; the security guards are fighting with Young Master Shen's men."

"What?" The moment she heard the words 'Young Master Shen,' Wen Jia's complexion changed drastically, and she hurriedly got up to follow the young secretary downstairs. Seeing that trouble was brewing, Yun Mu naturally couldn't leave his sister Jiajia in the lurch, so he followed them down as well.

By the time Yun Mu and Wen Jia took the elevator down to the first floor, they saw two security guards with bloodied faces lying on the ground, clutching their thighs and moaning in pain.

Meanwhile, two other young security guards, also with bloodied faces, were staring fiercely at a young man in a suit and leather shoes, who carried himself with cultivated elegance, refusing to back down even an inch.

"Young Master Shen, you've gone too far. This is Mingchen Pharmaceutical. Miss Qingcheng said she wasn't seeing visitors, and you still want to barge in?" The young guard was clearly filled with indignation. If it weren't for the intimidations of the two men in sunglasses behind the youth, he would've likely knocked this damned young man flat on the ground by now.

"Ha ha, interesting. A few guard dogs also dare to block my way? Whether I see her or not, I want to hear it from Miss Qingcheng herself. What are you lot even worth?"

"Ptooey! You're worthy of seeing our Miss Qingcheng? A fucking dandy!" another security guard cursed, showing the hot-bloodedness of youth, not afraid of a tiger in their prime.

"Damn it, you dare cuss at me. I thought you were dogs raised by Miss Qingcheng, and I didn't want to maim you, but it seems you've got quite the nerve. Do you really want to stop being able to get by in Ji'an City?"

"You... you!"

"What's the matter? Can't handle it? If you can't stand it, it's because your dead old dad didn't have the skills. If you don't get out of the way now, I'm really going to cripple you!"

The security guards were obviously furious, even dragging parents into the insult. There's an old saying, people fight for a breath of respect just as Buddha fights for a stick of incense. In a fit of rage, they roared, "You scum, I'm going to fight you to the death today!"

Unable to tolerate such insults, the two young guards suddenly lunged at the young man.

"No!" Wen Jia, standing next to Yun Mu, screamed in alarm.

However, at that moment, the two young guards, like provoked young leopards determined to fight to the death, charged. Without needing an order from the young man, one of the men in sunglasses behind him flew into action, punching and kicking viciously at the two guards.

Bang! Bang!

Crack! Crack!

The legs of the man in sunglasses were suddenly struck by crystal ashtrays thrown out of nowhere, accompanied by the sound of bones breaking. Then, the man in sunglasses fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

The sudden turn of events shocked everyone, who turned to look at Yun Mu.

Indeed, it was Yun Mu who had acted swiftly, grabbing two crystal ashtrays from a nearby resting table and hurling them fiercely at their target.

"Dammit, you little punk, daring to hit my men for no good reason. Do you have any idea what happens to people who offend me in Ji'an City?" The young man, having recovered from the shock, barked at Yun Mu.

"What happens when you offend you? Let's talk about what's going to happen to you for beating our company's staff. You motherfucking bastard, there's only one choice in front of you now, and that is to apologize to our company's staff. Otherwise, I can assure you, your end will be truly miserable!"

The youth was stunned for a moment, not expecting such audacity from the youngster. When he looked up and saw the picturesque Wen Jia, his domineering aura erupted as he coldly said, "Do you even know who I am, kid? Do you realize how serious the consequences are for offending me?"

"Motherfucker, idiot."

"What the fuck did you say?"

"I said you are an idiot, brain-dead, fucking moron, dumbass, with no balls, get it? Should I find you a translator who understands human speech?"

The young man was so infuriated that he was jumping up and down, his finger trembling as he pointed at Yun Mu and shouted, "Kill him, cripple the bastard, now, immediately, right now!"

This young man had lost his sense, but his bodyguard was very calm. It's one thing to injure someone with a crystal ashtray, but to do so accurately and mercilessly, with such clean execution, was not easy. It seemed this young man was a skilled fighter.

The man in sunglasses stepped forward and said to Yun Mu, "Kid, let me have a go at you."

Yun Mu looked at the man in sunglasses approaching him, fully on guard, with the same tranquil and composed demeanor. It wasn't that he was arrogant, but now that he had opened his Qi Sea and could simply use Spiritual Energy, taking on this kind of trash was no problem, even dozens of them.

As the bodyguard approached him and suddenly lashed out with a ferocious punch towards Yun Mu's forehead, Yun Mu kicked out, reacting faster than the punch, and sent the man in sunglasses flying several meters, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, unable to rise again.

The recent incident where Yun Mu used an ashtray to hit a bodyguard had already shocked everyone.

Their hearts were even more astonished when they saw him swiftly take down another bodyguard with the speed of lightning.

It seemed like he was just casually taking action, not serious at all. If he were serious, how terrifying would that be? Could he stand against a hundred?

And while Yun Mu was clashing with the man in sunglasses, Qingcheng just happened to arrive in the elevator, hurrying down to witness this unbelievable scene. She could hardly believe her eyes. Was that really Yun Mu? If he was so powerful, why had he been buried alive?

Yun Mu wasn't some pop star, not moved by such adoring gazes. Seeing that fucking moron of a young man trying to escape, why would he let him go easily? Yun Mu sped up, grabbed him by the hair, and dragged him back.

"Let go of me, let go! I'm the second son of the Ji family from Ji'an City, Shen Shou. If you don't let go now, I swear I'll have your whole family killed!" screamed Shen Shou hysterically.

Divine Beast?

That name was a fucking insult to beasts; he was truly living up to it!

Yun Mu, with a cold expression, threw Shen Shou in front of the security guards and mercilessly kicked him twice, forcing him to kneel before them. He said coldly, "Apologize sincerely, or else we can play some more!"

"Fuck your mo..."

Slap slap slap slap slap slap slap!

With a calm face, Yun Mu unceasingly slapped him, delivering more than a dozen blows to Shen Shou's face, spraying blood and teeth all over the floor, before finally stopping and demanding, "Apologize!"

Shen Shou, however, was a scion of a grand family; even in distress, he harbored thoughts of revenge. With his mouth open, he asked, "Who are you? Who are you?"

"Yun Mu!"

"Then do you know who I am? I am..."

Slap slap slap!

Another dozen slaps followed. If Qingcheng and Wen Jia hadn't come over to pull him away, he might have slapped the Divine Beast to death.

"Yun Mu, let it be," Qingcheng said, speaking up for Shen Shou.

Perhaps Yun Mu, being new to Ji'an City, didn't know who Shen Shou was, but she knew all too well. The capital city had four major families, known as the great clans. Similarly, in Ji'an City, there were the three great families of Ji'an, the so-called tripod of power. The Ji family was one of these families, and although its influence couldn't compare to the wealthy houses of the capital, here in Ji'an City, their power was such that a single stomp could make the city tremble thrice over.