Urban Dominating Immortal Doctor

Hearing Old Qiao's words, Qin Yang lightly frowned, then looked at Old Qiao with a half-smile, his eyes seeming to see through him.

"Qin Yang kid, why are you looking at this old man like that?"

Under Qin Yang's gaze, Old Qiao's expression became somewhat uneasy.

"Old Qiao, don't think I don't know that you just want me to take action and clear out the werewolves on the list. You have quite a few names, but you don't intend to tell me. But it's fine, I'll find them myself. The werewolves that need to be killed, I won't miss a single one."

Qin Yang then withdrew his gaze, smiled faintly, and said.

"Uh..."

Upon hearing this, Old Qiao paused, his old face showing a hint of awkwardness, but then he became frank.

"Ahem, Qin Yang kid, the old man knows he can't hide from you. Yes, the old man indeed has some personal motives."

Old Qiao coughed dryly and nodded.

"To be honest, these werewolves, though I don't like them either, who would like such things neither man nor wolf? However, the Bordeaux Clan has vast financial power, and as long as they're not here in Huaxia to create trouble, we welcome them to invest and stimulate Huaxia's economic development. After all, our country is in a developmental phase and needs these foreign enterprises."

Old Qiao looked at Qin Yang, frankly expressing his thoughts.

It was indeed his sincere thought; killing those werewolf spies and evil-doers is all well, but killing those werewolves in foreign enterprises could cause substantial consequences.

Upon hearing this, Qin Yang glanced at Old Qiao, nodded, then smiled: "Old Qiao, I understand your perspective, so I have never blamed you. You've taken care of me quite a lot, regardless of the reasons, I remember it in my heart."

"So, you eat and drink for free at my manor, I've never charged you. You should know, living here for a day, the cost is not small."

Qin Yang said with a smile.

He knew that although Old Qiao had considerable power, his financial resources were limited and couldn't cover the expenses at the manor. Of course, Qin Yang wouldn't actually charge Old Qiao; he was just saying it.

Upon hearing this, Old Qiao felt a bit speechless. This kid really wasn't one to spend money lightly, but staying at Feipu Manor was truly enjoyable, thanks to this kid.

"Moreover, the responsibilities that belong to me, I wouldn't refuse them. But asking me to stop now is absolutely impossible!"

Qin Yang stared at Old Qiao, speaking frankly.

After hearing Qin Yang's words, Old Qiao could only smile bitterly; once this kid gets firm on something, even nine bulls wouldn't be able to pull him back.

"Qin Yang kid, if you kill all the werewolves in these foreign enterprises of the Bordeaux Clan, it could raise doubts about the investment environment of our country from other nations globally. After all, if we can't even guarantee the personal safety of foreign company owners, how can we attract foreign capital?"

Old Qiao continued to patiently persuade him.

"Foreign investment? Hehe, why not focus more on strengthening our own nation's enterprises? Even if what you say is true, any loss can be compensated a thousand times over by my Immortal Orange Wine. Additionally, if I wish, I can establish a vast business empire in sectors like gourmet, fashion, and medicine, without necessarily needing these foreigners."

Qin Yang said.

Upon hearing this, Old Qiao looked oddly at Qin Yang, pondered for a moment, then solemnly nodded. If someone else dared boast like this, he wouldn't believe a word.

However, he didn't doubt Qin Yang's words, because Immortal Orange Wine was the best evidence, even the global wine giant Bordeaux Clan had to step aside.

"Qin Yang kid, are you really planning to establish business enterprises in these sectors apart from the wine industry?"

Old Qiao looked at Qin Yang with bright eyes, full of anticipation. If Qin Yang really creates world-class industries in these sectors, it could be tremendously beneficial for the country.

"Not interested for now, Immortal Orange Wine and Feipu Manor are enough for me to accumulate ample wealth."

Qin Yang shook his head and said with a smile.

"Uh..."

Old Qiao paused.

"Alright, Old Qiao, enough talk, let's eat. There's no logic in allowing others to repeatedly attack my Feipu Manor but forbidding me from retaliating. If I were weaker, I would probably be dead by now, and Immortal Orange Wine and Feipu Manor would belong to those wolf scoundrels."

"Therefore, as I said, as long as there's a werewolf in Huaxia, once spotted, one will be killed, no mercy until they're all wiped out!"

Qin Yang said coldly, then proceeded to the dining table without further attention to Old Qiao. If not for his cultivation still needing improvement, he'd have already flown to Europe to slaughter all the werewolves.

Seeing Qin Yang's resolute words, Old Qiao showed helplessness in his eyes but more importantly, a hint of heaviness — this is no small matter; those werewolves really shouldn't have provoked such a deity of slaughter.

After dinner, Qin Yang returned to the Osmanthus Forest. In the morning, he had carefully arranged the Spirit Gathering Array using Spirit Jade.

At this moment, Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi gathered even more abundantly into this place as Qin Yang sat cross-legged in Bu Xian Pavilion, beginning his cultivation, as the path of immortal cultivation should not be neglected.

As night descended, the sky darkened.

Sharp!

In the night sky, came a clear eagle's cry. The Flying Thunder Eagle flapped its silver wings, heading south.

Watching the silver figure disappear into the night sky, Old Qiao sighed from a stone bench at Feipu Manor with a touch of helplessness.

After all, many werewolves have quite special statuses. Even though the Special Security Department is pressing down, ordinary people are surely unaware of such matters but the impact could still be significant, and France might use this to pressure Huaxia.

"Old Qiao, let it be. Those werewolves are too aggressive, and Qin Yang's Feipu Manor is now at odds with the Bordeaux Clan. Qin Yang's actions are understandable; killing a werewolf means one less enemy."

Jiang Huo'Er's eyes sparkled as she said.

"Well, let it be. However, when this kid is done happily with killing, all the pressure from all sides will fall on the old man here."

Old Qiao bitterly smiled and then said, knowing that he couldn't stop it, he could only let Qin Yang have his way.

"Well, the old man will just bear it for him."

Old Qiao sighed.

Under the night sky, Qin Yang sat on the back of the Flying Thunder Eagle. The werewolves in Jiangbei Province should have all been killed by him, yet it's inevitable that perhaps one or two slipped through; it's unavoidable. Although Qin Yang extracted a lot of werewolves' locations from them, it might not be complete.

Tonight, Qin Yang's destination was Jiangnan Province.

As the economic powerhouse in Huaxia, with Bordeaux wine having its headquarters in Huaxia, the number of werewolves in Jiangnan Province compared to Jiangbei Province would definitely not be fewer.