Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

The next day.

Fang Yu changed into a set of black clothes, with a white shirt.

He looked distinctively charismatic.

His sister-in-law, Jiang Xiaoxiao, saw him and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Brother-in-law, you look so dashing today, what are you up to?"

Fang Yu turned around and smiled, saying, "Got some things to do, no need to wait for me to come back."

"Brother-in-law, you can't do my sister wrong... don't go picking wildflowers out there—"

"—"

Hearing Jiang Xiaoxiao's words, Fang Yu just gave a symbolic smile, but he didn't seem very happy.

...

Before long, Fang Yu arrived outside Moon Bar.

Almost simultaneously, a man with a limp walked out of the bar; he was the owner, Fan Tong. He casually hung a "Temporarily Closed" sign on the door before grinning and heading towards Fang Yu.

"Bro Yu! You're here!"

Fang Yu hurriedly waved his hand, saying, "I'm warning you, cut the chatter."

"Yes! I promise no chatter... Bro Yu, you look really handsome today," said Fan Tong.

"—"

Fang Yu turned his head and glared, prompting Fan Tong to immediately shut his mouth, "Let's go."

The two got into the car.

Fan Tong drove.

An hour later, the car arrived outside a cemetery.

Fan Tong took out the fresh flowers he had previously prepared, and the two slowly walked toward the cemetery.

"Bro Yu, we're here."

"Mm."

They stopped in front of a gravestone.

Fan Tong also became serious.

It was destined to be a solemn day.

Fang Yu placed the flowers in front of the gravestone and squeezed out a slight smile.

He remained silent.

For some reason, watching Fang Yu like this, Fan Tong felt a sudden sadness and his eyes began to blur. To hide his tears from Fang Yu, Fan Tong turned away, gazing into the distance.

He had never felt this way, not even in front of his deceased brother Ye Fei.

After a long silence, Fang Yu finally squinted his eyes and said, "Dad, look at you, still looking the same, and I've even grown a beard..." He touched the photo on the gravestone.

"I haven't come to see you for over eight years, you're not mad at me, right..."

"I know you definitely wouldn't be mad at me..."

...

Fan Tong steadied his emotions, turned back around, looked at the gravestone, and said lightly, "Bro Yu, during these eight years you were gone, I came to sweep the tomb every Qingming Festival, and on the first and fifteenth of each month. When I had nothing else to do, I'd also chat with Uncle Fang... I told him that you would definitely come back..."

Fang Yu once again fell into silence.

Not knowing how long he had looked at the gravestone, Fang Yu finally stood up.

He took a deep breath and, with a serious and earnest expression, looked at the gravestone and said, "Dad, rest assured... it won't be long before those who once harmed you will kneel before you to apologize."

After saying that, Fang Yu turned around and walked out of the cemetery.

The twilight was dense, the sky of Chu vast, a thousand miles of mist over the waters.

Outside the cemetery.

Fan Tong watched Fang Yu's retreating figure and carefully said, "Bro Yu, you alright?"

"I'm fine. There isn't anyone born yet who can take down your Bro Yu," Fang Yu revealed a smile and patted Fan Tong on the shoulder.

"I thought so, I just knew Bro Yu would be fine."

The two got into the car.

Fang Yu looked out at the scenery through the car window and said slowly, "Fan Tong, Jiangzhou's power will soon be under the control of Ji Qiubai. I hope you can help me keep an eye on things in secret."

Hearing this, Fan Tong was taken aback and said, "Bro Yu, are you planning to return to the Jianghu? That's great! This time I must fulfill my old dream of charming beauties across the world!"

Fang Yu rolled his eyes and said, "What are you thinking? I told you to watch out for me because I don't want the forces in Jiangzhou to get out of hand. You've been mixing in Jiangzhou for a long time, with many friends and eyes on the streets. If something comes up, contact me directly."

"Oh," Fan Tong seemed a bit disappointed.

"Running around, killing people isn't suitable for you, aren't you doing just fine as a bar owner?" Fang Yu patted his thigh.

"Ai, I just miss the old days."

As he said this, Fan Tong suddenly realized something and asked, "Yu Ge, you want me to keep an eye on things, where are you going?"

"I need to make a trip to Yanjing."

"Yanjing? The gathering place of the big shots!?" Fan Tong bulged his eyes, "Yu Ge, are you really going for revenge?!"

"Exactly!"

"Then I'll go with you!"

"Bullshit, with your lousy martial arts, not dragging me down would be good enough," Fang Yu unkindly struck him down.

"Come on, I can sweep the floors, cook, and even give back rubs..."

"——" Fang Yu was left speechless.

"I almost forgot, Yu Ge, you are already a Martial Arts Fifth Layer Heaven master, wouldn't it be a piece of cake for me to become the boss of Jiangzhou?"

"——"

Fang Yu rolled his eyes incessantly; God knows what's always on this guy's mind.

"Fan Tong, the reason I'm asking you to keep an eye on Jiangzhou for me is because I'm worried that Yan Hu will be exploited by others, after all, Hu Zi is just too honest and simple..."

"Yeah, he's just a big simpleton. I just can't stand all the scheming, that's why I declined Ji Qiubai's invitation," said Fan Tong.

"That's all I can tell you for now. After lunch, take me to the airport," Fang Yu said indifferently.

"What? So soon! You're in such a rush!"

Fan Tong yelped, "Yu Ge, you're leaving without even giving me a heads up?!"

"Again?" Fang Yu glared at him.

At that glare, Fan Tong quickly forced a smile and said, "I just can't bear to be apart from you... Yu Ge, how about this, leave your WeChat contact, it'll be easier to find you later."

"That thing... when I first bought a phone, a nurse helped me set it up, I barely use it," Fang Yu wasn't very familiar with smart phones and apps like WeChat then.

"You really can't keep up with the times."

Saying that, Fan Tong took out his phone, opened his WeChat, and said, "Wait up, I'll add your WeChat ID."

"Mhm," Fang Yu didn't object.

After typing in the phone number, a WeChat profile popped up, and Fan Tong, suspiciously surprised, said, "Yu Ge, is this nickname yours?"

"What?" Fang Yu tilted his head to look, "Oh, that, yeah, it's mine—"

"Nani? [Striving to Earn Money for a House]?" Fan Tong was stunned to his core.

"Fan Tong, you don't understand, in today's world, house prices are rising too fast, if you have the money, you should hurry up and buy a place."

"——"

Fan Tong considered himself a supreme chatterbox, but at this moment, he found himself speechless.

...

Inside the villa.

Jiang Wei returned to her room, her brow suddenly furrowed: "Who has been in my room..."

She walked briskly to her desk and found a piece of paper on it, with no signs of any other items having been moved.

A piece of paper?

Jiang Wei picked it up with suspicion and saw that it read: I will be back, Fang Yu.

"He left?"

"That bastard, if you're gone then don't come back! You have the nerve to leave a note with such ugly handwriting!"

She crumpled up the note and threw it vigorously into the waste basket.

...

At three o'clock in the afternoon, a plane took off from Jiangzhou, heading straight for Yanjing.

Fang Yu looked at the white clouds outside the aircraft cabin, feeling bold and ambitious:

"Yanjing, I've finally arrived!"

"Jin Family, Zhao Family... Here comes this young master, are you scared..."

"Ye Wenjun, your husband is here! Are you happy or not!?"