Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

Fang Yu arrived at the entrance of the high-rise building and looked up.

"Damn, it really is tall."

"My wife is seriously rich. Looks like I won't have to worry for the rest of my life."

Fang Yu walked straight into the lobby.

No one stopped him initially, but upon entering the interior, there were many security guards patrolling back and forth.

Fang Yu went straight to the reception desk.

"Hello, I'm here to see someone."

The receptionist was a pretty young girl, dressed up glamorously. She looked up and saw a young man, not bad-looking, albeit a bit poorly dressed, but she still asked with a smile, "Who are you looking for? Do you have an appointment?"

"I'm looking for my wife."

Pfft—

The receptionist couldn't help but laugh and asked, "Sir, may I ask who your wife is?" She thought maybe this man's wife worked in the building.

"Ye Wenjun."

Upon hearing these three words, the receptionist was taken aback. Ye Wenjun was the recently appointed CEO of Ye Group, not yet married, and without a boyfriend. Who was this person? Probably a troublemaker.

Ye Wenjun was known to be beautiful, and it wasn't unusual for one or two creeps to pretend to be acquaintances.

"I'm sorry, our CEO is very busy and does not receive visitors."

Fang Yu frowned and asked, "How do you know she is busy? Do you follow her every day?"

"—"

"No, our CEO is really very busy."

"I don't care. Call her right now, tell her Fang Yu is here... Your eyes tell me you're looking down on me. Let me tell you, if Ye Wenjun hears the name Fang Yu, she will definitely come down to meet me! And then you'll be out of a job!"

"Uh—" The receptionist's complexion slightly changed. This was Yanjing after all, who knew whether this Fang Yu might be an understated rich second generation. Maybe the CEO was indeed in a relationship and just too embarrassed to announce it?

"Hurry up and make the call, or else... tomorrow you'll receive a heavy notice of termination!"

"—"

The receptionist was genuinely frightened by Fang Yu's assertiveness and said, "I'll check with the assistant."

She picked up the phone and made a call.

She hung up after a short exchange.

Fang Yu smiled and nodded, "How about that, scared you, didn't I? Can I go in now?"

"The CEO said no."

"—"

…

…

Fang Yu widened his eyes, "No?"

That didn't make sense.

Could she be shy?

Maybe I came too hastily and didn't give her time to mentally prepare. Girls, after all, can be shy.

But just then—

A fat man with a big face walked in, dressed very luxuriously, greasy and powdered, and upon reaching the reception, asked, "Is the CEO in?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll go up to see her."

Seeing this, Fang Yu grew unhappy, slapped the reception desk hard, and said, "How can this fatso go see Ye Wenjun?"

"—"

The lobby was crowded but quiet. The words "fatso" clearly reached the fat man's ears.

The fat man stopped in his tracks, turned back, and glared, scolding, "You little brat, who are you calling fatso?"

Fang Yu retorted, "Calling you!"

"You dare cuss at me? Do you know who I am?"

The receptionist, panicking, quickly tried to intervene, "Young master... This man is crazy, don't be angry, I'll have him thrown out right away!"

Young master?

What the hell?

Could it be Ye Xingchen? No, the Ye family's genetics aren't that poor!

The fat man charged up in a rush and shouted, "Dare to call me fatso, kid, you're done for..."

As he spoke, the fat man swung a punch directly at Fang Yu.

Fang Yu was momentarily stunned, then exclaimed, "Damn, anyone dares to hit me, utterly ignorant!"

With that, he lifted his leg and delivered a kick!

Pfft!

The fatty was instantly kicked into a state resembling a dog eating shit.

"Ouch..." The fatty screamed in agony, then cursed, "You dare kick this young master! You're done for!"

"Well, chubby, it was you I kicked."

"What are you waiting for, grab him for me!"

The security guards around him then circled up.

"Kid, kneel down and apologize with your head knocked to the ground, or I'll make you leave crawling!"

Fang Yu smiled and said, "All talk and no trousers, you guys are no match for me, don't waste time, come at me all together."

These security guards were all from martial arts families, and it was embarrassing for them to be spoken to like this by a youngster, particularly since they were all highly paid security staff.

In an instant, they swarmed in.

That's when Fang Yu made his move.

The scene unfolding was akin to a martial arts sequence from a TV drama, each punch and palm strike... One move, one man...

Bang, bang bang!

Fang Yu's movements were graceful, weaving through the crowd, with not a single person able to lay a finger on him...

In a blink, all the security guards were lying on the ground, howling in pain.

Fang Yu stretched out his arms, striking a "Wong Fei-hung" signature pose.

"Not even a challenge!"

The security guards were dumbfounded.

The fatty, who was referred to as the young master, was also dumbstruck; damn it, this was a martial arts master! These security guards were all ex-soldiers, some even former Special Forces! And they were so easily dispatched?

A true master, indeed.

"Are we still fighting?" Fang Yu asked.

"How come the Ye Corporation is nurturing a bunch of good-for-nothings."

Fang Yu relaxed his stance, approached the fatty, and gave him a smile without saying a word. He then heard the fatty hurriedly begging for mercy.

"Big bro... I was wrong... How are you so powerful?"

"What do you mean 'so powerful'?"

"I, I am a martial arts prodigy, but I couldn't even withstand a single move from you... You're too powerful, big bro, this was all a misunderstanding!"

A martial arts prodigy?

This guy is a rich second generation, could it be that he was conned by some charlatan in the martial arts world?

The more I look, the more it seems likely.

"What's your name?" asked Fang Yu, recalling the receptionist had called him 'young master'.

"Hehe, big bro, my name is Ye Mengmeng, Ye Wenjun is my cousin..."

"—"

Ye Chen was struck by lightning, saying, "My God, what kind of heaven-defying name did your parents give you..."

"Big bro, it was all a misunderstanding," Ye Mengmeng said with a silly grin.

The nearby staff, witnessing this scene, couldn't help but be astonished to see a young master of the Ye Family, kowtowing so subserviently to a stranger.

Just then—

Ye Mengmeng suddenly performed a grand bow to Fang Yu and begged, "Master above, please accept me... I've never met my match in martial arts until today, you must take me on as your apprentice!"

"..."

Fang Yu was at a loss for words, now it was confirmed, this kid must have been deceived by quite a few people, a case of 'The Emperor's New Clothes'.

"I don't take apprentices."

"Don't be like that, master..." the fatty said as he clung onto Fang Yu's leg.

"Let go!"

"Master..."

Suddenly, without any care for his image, the fatty held onto Fang Yu's foot, bowing in respect.

"Master, it was my fault earlier on, I apologize to you... I've already offered to become your apprentice, you can't just ignore a martial arts prodigy like me!" the fatty pleaded.

Suddenly a clear voice came—

"What happened here?"

The entire hall quietened down with that voice.

Everyone suddenly became very respectful.

Fang Yu looked in the direction of the voice, and not far away, a breathtakingly beautiful woman approached slowly, her facial features cold and her aura imposing.

It was Ye Wenjun!