Top-tier Unruly Master

The next day, the news that shook Honggang City was, of course, the message about Huang Jian using narcotics on a hostess at a certain hotel.

Huang Jian, with the investment from Singapore's Zhu Family, had mixed in Honggang City quite well this year, even to the extent that Honggang City's media called Huang Jian the most successful entrepreneur in Honggang City for the next ten years.

However, once the narcotics scandal broke out, all the media reported on Huang Jian's misdeeds, and his company's stock price plummeted to rock bottom within one day.

Subsequently, Huang Jian's fiancée, Zhu Zifang, announced through the media that she was ending their engagement and would withdraw all of the Zhu Family's funds.

Within one day, Huang Jian's company declared bankruptcy…

And Huang Jian himself, due to the narcotics incident, must take legal responsibility and has already been detained in a detention center, waiting for the final sentence.

Because the news about Huang Jian was everywhere, even if Lin Yanxi didn't want to know about Huang Jian's affairs, this news still filled her ears and eyes.

...

Inside Lin Yanxi's room.

Ding Fan gently supported Lin Yanxi's calf with his hand, his other hand continuously kneading her calf.

Lin Yanxi's subdued emotions had eased a lot since she came back drunk that day, even to the point that she used to get an uncomfortable feeling in her heart when she thought of Huang Jian, but now, not to mention thinking about Huang Jian, even seeing those news about him made her feel a sense of calm.

Lin Yanxi knew that she was walking out of her previous shadows.

Ding Fan could naturally see Lin Yanxi's changes and that drunk day, she had vented all the pent-up grievances in her heart, which had already alleviated her condition. Plus, with his massage technique these past days, he believed that after another three to five days, Lin Yanxi would completely recover.

Today, Lin Yanxi wore a slightly loose nightgown, but maybe because of the contact with Ding Fan over these two days, Lin Yanxi had already grown accustomed to the smell on Ding Fan's body. Therefore, she no longer felt any awkwardness, on the contrary, she felt very safe.

"Here's a Pill, take it," he said.

Today's massage therapy had ended, and Ding Fan stood up, indeed giving Lin Yanxi a Pill.

Due to obtaining a cauldron for alchemy, Ding Fan had sped up his Pill refinement recently. Last night, he had refined a Medicine Pill for Lin Yanxi. With the aid of this Medicine Pill, her recovery would be even faster.

"Thank you," said Lin Yanxi with a smile, not knowing what the Pill was, but anything given by Ding Fan was certainly effective.

Lin Yanxi was naturally beautiful, and with that soft smile, perhaps even the world's loveliest language could not fully describe it.

Lin Yanxi now went to the window. For a long time, when Lin Yanxi was in her room, she used to draw the curtains as if she wanted to isolate herself from the outside world with that layer of curtains.

But today, Lin Yanxi felt a sense of rebirth, and she even looked forward to it, wanting to see the outside world. She wondered how much wonder she had missed over such a long period.

Rustling… Lin Yanxi directly opened the curtains, and at that moment, the sunlight poured down, spilling over her.

Lin Yanxi stretched out her arms, enjoying the sunshine from outside with a satisfied expression.

At that moment, there was a smile on Lin Yanxi's face…

Life is good…

Seeing Lin Yanxi's appearance, Ding Fan felt at peace, and for a moment, he thought of Zhou Ruoran, wondering if she had also walked out of her shadows.

Knock knock knock… At that moment, a knocking sound came from outside the door.

"Come in."

Following Lin Yanxi's words, the door outside was pushed open. Then Lin Qingqing walked in from outside.

"Brother Fan is here too?" Lin Qingqing said with a smile towards Ding Fan.

Ding Fan nodded. "Just completed a recovery treatment for Yan Xi."

Lin Yanxi came over, smiling at Lin Qingqing. "Sister Qingqing."

Seeing Lin Yanxi at this moment, Lin Qingqing truly found it hard to believe her eyes. Previously, Lin Yanxi was tormented by emotional pain, frequently falling into seclusion, while the Lin Yan Xi right now smiled radiantly, with bright and spirited eyes that seemed entirely unaffected by illness.

"Brother Fan, you really are miraculous, Yan Xi's illness has actually improved to its current state," Lin Qingqing said in shock.

Lin Yan Xi's illness was a mental one, a type of ailment that, even in the world, nobody could easily cure. Yet Ding Fan had done it, and perhaps even an Ancient Divine Doctor might have done no better.

"In another three to five days, Lin Yan Xi will completely recover," Ding Fan said from the side.

Another three to five days? Lin Yan Xi's brows knitted slightly. Suddenly, she felt somewhat empty inside. As for why, even Lin Yan Xi herself couldn't quite articulate it.

"Brother Fan indeed is a miraculous Doctor; no wonder Owen has been pestering me these past few days, urging me to request something from you," Lin Qingqing laughed.

Owen?

Ding Fan instantly thought of that foreigner who was a Nobel Prize laureate in Medicine.

"Request me for what?" Ding Fan actually didn't know what that Owen would want from him.

"He said he wants to request you to take him as a disciple…" Lin Qingqing said from the side.

Uh...

Ding Fan had no intention of taking on disciples, and being constantly on the move, he simply didn't have the time to teach one.

"We'll have to wait and see about that," Ding Fan said indifferently. "I have some matters to attend to, you two chat."

Ding Fan could tell that Lin Qingqing wanted to talk to Lin Yanxi about something. When two girls had things to discuss, it felt somewhat awkward for him to stick around.

"Sister Qingqing, did you want to talk to me about something?" Lin Yanxi also noticed that Lin Qingqing wanted to discuss something and asked.

"A few days ago, were you nearly hit by a white van?" Lin Qingqing asked.

Lin Yanxi thought for a moment and remembered the incident. A few days earlier, she had accompanied Ding Fan to the pharmacy, and indeed, if it hadn't been for Ding Fan's timely rescue, she would have been hit by that vehicle. At that time, she had come to terms with life and death, so she hadn't dwelled on the incident.

"Sister Qingqing, do you know the origin of that white van?" Lin Yanxi asked.

Lin Qingqing glanced at Lin Yanxi. "Although we can't be sure yet, this matter is most likely related to Lin Jiacheng."

Lin Jiacheng?!

Hearing this name, Lin Yanxi's brows furrowed tightly.

Lin Jiacheng, strictly speaking, was the uncle of Lin Zhanting, Lin Qingqing, and Lin Yanxi. Lin Qingqing's grandfather and Lin Jiacheng's father were biological brothers.

For many years, Lin Jiacheng had been involved with the underworld. It was rumored that he now even held the position of Helmsman among the twelve branches of the Honggang City gang. Lin Yanxi didn't understand why Lin Jiacheng, with whom she had always had no dealings, would want to run her over.

"Sister Qingqing, are you sure it was Lin Jiacheng?" Lin Yanxi asked.

Lin Qingqing's expression became more solemn. "The incident where my brother Lin Zhanting was left unconscious by the Three Flames Gate—the entire thing was orchestrated by Lin Jiacheng."

Lin Yanxi pondered for a moment.

"In a couple of days, Grandfather will be returning from America. We must be cautious during this time and ensure that nothing goes wrong," Lin Qingqing said earnestly.

"Grandfather is coming back?"

Lin Yanxi looked at Lin Qingqing in astonishment.

The Lin Family's patriarch, Lin Shanhe, was a man who had established the Lin Family's empire single-handedly. Due to his old age, he had been recuperating abroad, and the Lin Family affairs had been entrusted to Lin Zhanting. Lin Yanxi did not expect Lin Shanhe to return at this time.

"The Lin Family is scattered now. Only Grandfather's return can reunite the Lin Family," Lin Qingqing said with a grave expression.

...

After leaving Lin Yanxi's room, Ding Fan was ready to go for a walk outside. However, just as he was about to leave the Lin Family villa, two people barred his way.

"Master, it's this person..."

Ding Fan followed the voice and was startled to recognize the speaker; it was Song Guotao, the same person he had competed against in a medical contest at Zongfang Hall.

Following Song Guotao was another person—an elderly man with a white beard.

Ding Fan scanned the old man with his Divine Sense and was shocked to discover that the elder was a Human Level Fifth Grade martial artist.

The elder was quite domineering, eyeing Ding Fan with an unfriendly gaze, but Ding Fan remained composed, simply looking back at the elder with equanimity.

"Was it you who cleverly schemed to make my disciple lose face in public?" the elder asked in a deep voice, his formidable presence bearing down.

Ding Fan glanced at Song Guotao beside him. "Administering medicine without understanding the condition—I merely educated your undeserving disciple for you."

"What insolent arrogance from a young man!" The elder's face turned solemn. "You dare to be so brazen before me?"

Song Guotao, with a disdainful smile on his face, said, "Brat, in front of my master, you still dare to spout nonsense; you must truly be tired of living."

Ding Fan didn't even spare Song Guotao a glance. The man had lost to him in medical skills and resorted to playing tricks; now he had brought backup to hassle Ding Fan. Such a person was nothing but a petty individual. Ding Fan felt disgusted even looking at him.

"If the two of you have nothing else, you can leave. I don't have the time to entertain you," Ding Fan said in a nonchalant tone.

"The arrogance of youth!" The elder, Song Guotao's master, flashed toward Ding Fan in an instant.

Though the elder appeared quite old, his movements were anything but slow, reaching Ding Fan's side in the blink of an eye.

Ding Fan had already locked onto the elder with his Divine Sense, so no matter how fast the opponent was, he couldn't escape Ding Fan's sense.

As the elder closed in, he extended two fingers of his right hand and jabbed swiftly at a vital spot on Ding Fan's chest.

Ding Fan's brows knitted tightly together. The elder's speed was astonishingly fast, his attack sudden—if an ordinary person were in this situation, they would definitely not be able to dodge, and would be disabled by the elder's strike.

This old man was going for the kill from the get-go!

A fierce killing intent flashed across Ding Fan's eyes.

Time to kill!