Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

Ye Wenjun furrowed her brows slightly upon hearing this.

This was equivalent to announcing to everyone a signal: the so-called Martial Arts Family was nothing but an old man in his twilight years struggling in vain.

The simplest truth... in the end, it all comes down to the fist.

If the Ye Family is no longer a Martial Arts Family... then what right do they have to any priority?

Which of the large corporations present didn't have one or two Martial Artists backing them?

Zhu Hui's reasons, undoubtedly, gained the agreement of the entire audience.

Ye Wenjun's gaze fell upon Zhu Hui's face and she asked softly, "Why?"

Zhu Hui sneered:

"What's there to ask? It's laughable... Justice lies within the hearts of people, I'm merely stating the truth! Regardless, there are already five votes against, are there not?"

Ye Wenjun remained silent.

Although Zhang Feifan was very optimistic about the Ye Corporation, unfortunately, things did not go as wished.

"Now that there are five votes against... according to the rules..."

"Please wait a moment."

Ye Wenjun raised her hand, her gaze sweeping around the room.

She remained calm.

Her upright stance and demeanor commanded additional attention.

Beside her, Fang Yu slowly opened his eyes, squinting as he looked at Ye Wenjun... indeed, a serious woman can also be very charming. Although Ye Wenjun was not a Martial Artist, she carried an aura as calm as still water and a serious dedication to her work.

This reminded Fang Yu of an ancient beauty named Zhuo Wenjun. "To have one's heart and grow old together… not apart"… This kind of resolute and devoted spirit seemed to fit perfectly with this poem.

Old Master, oh Old Master... the marriage arrangement you've made for me is damn spot on!

…

Ye Wenjun began to speak:

"In response to those opposing reasons, I have something to say... As for running a company or enterprise, shouldn't we value capability? Operation of a company, technology, culture, core competitiveness, shouldn't these be what we care about more? My management philosophy increased Ye Corporation's revenue by 30% last quarter, and the development in the north is actually for ecological protection; the profits that were not generated were compensated by Ye Corporation to the shareholders... Ye Corporation is not a family business, hence it doesn't need a family member in charge. On the contrary, family businesses have revealed more issues! Therefore, those reasons are simply not valid!"

She paused momentarily, then continued: "I have finished what I wanted to say..."

However...

Mu Yun of the Mu Family could no longer hold back, and with a cold huff stood up, saying:

"What high-sounding justifications! The Ye Family has developed to this day, hasn't it relied on the foundation of a Martial Arts Family? Now when things look up and there's no family backing, you jump out and tell us to ignore the martial arts background… isn't that naive? Let me tell you, girl, the fist is the ultimate truth!"

Mu Yun's words prompted a slight change in Ye Wenjun's face.

This was the Mu Family, also a background of a Martial Arts Family.

The tone of speech was more aggressive than others!

Clap, clap, clap...

Unexpectedly, Zhu Hui clapped for Mu Yun.

Around, others clapped for the Mu boss as well.

Ye Wenjun's speech, wasn't it equivalent to whitewashing the past?

Your Ye Corporation used to rely on the fist as well!

In the end—The fist is reason!

"Mu boss, actually, Miss Ye does have someone backing her up," Zhu Hui said with a light laugh.

"Who?"

"Right there, this Mr. Fang Yu beside her!" Zhu Hui pointed the finger at Fang Yu.

In an instant, everyone's eyes refocused on Fang Yu.

It was that bumpkin!

Many began to revel in Schadenfreude!

Clearly, jealousy was at work!

Jealousy made them hostile towards Fang Yu!

Jealousy blinded their eyes!

"Mr. Fang, since you're here… why not introduce yourself? Look, Ye Corporation is about to be eliminated... at least you should make a statement, demonstrate your strength, perhaps the United Chamber of Commerce will consider your ability and not eliminate Ye Corporation," Mu Yun said with a smirk.

Zhang Feifan frowned and said: "Mu boss, this is Mr. Fang Yu, Divine Doctor from Jiangzhou, I have already introduced him." After all, Fang Yu had treated his illness, he should not be embarrassed.

However...

Fang Yu shrugged his shoulders and slowly stood up saying: "Alright, I'll introduce myself..."

He cleared his throat and declared loudly: "I am Fang Yu, from Jiangzhou, know a little Medical Skill, understand a bit of Martial Arts. Also, I am the husband of Ye Wenjun, daughter of Ye Xingkong from the Ye Family."

The entire venue erupted in shock!

"Does he even deserve Ye Wenjun?" This was the thought flashing through most people's minds.

In a corner, Jiang Xiaoxiao's eyes reddened, constantly muttering under her breath, "Bad brother-in-law! Stinky brother-in-law, bad brother-in-law..."

…

A flicker of surprise crossed Mu Yun's face as he caught the key point in his speech, asking, "Are you a Martial Artist?"

"Yes." Fang Yu admitted frankly.

"Oh, so you really are a Martial Artist, what a pleasure to meet you." Mu Yun said with a smile.

Zhu Hui chuckled at the side, "Mr. Fang, don't blame me for not warning you, but this Mr. Mu here is a Martial Artist of the Martial Arts Fourth Layer."

The bosses present were secretly astonished.

The foundations of the Mu Family were indeed formidable.

However...

If even Fang Yu was a Martial Artist, then the problem became complicated.

"So, you fatso, isn't it time for you to roll away?" Fang Yu suddenly lashed out, his gaze turning sharp.

"You, say that again?" Mu Yun's complexion changed slightly.

Fang Yu's foot crushed a chair—

Crack!

Everyone was startled.

"I've been talking for so long, and to sum it up, the biggest fist is the absolute truth, right?" Fang Yu asked in a deep voice.

"That was my point... So what?" Mu Yun responded in an equally cold voice.

"Very good!"

Fang Yu continued to raise his voice, "Now, those who agree with his statement, raise your hands!"

His gaze swept across the entire meeting room.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

Aside from Jiang Wei at the very back who did not raise her hand, everyone else lifted their hands!

The truth had been laid bare, all hypocrisy and masks were stripped away—

Whoever has the bigger fist has the priority! Everything else is just idle talk! Worthless!

"Very good!"

Fang Yu's voice rang out sonorously, "Since you all know my name is Fang Yu, then you should know, I have a title... Iron Fist King!"

Iron Fist King?

A frown creased Mu Yun's brow. He vaguely remembered.

"You are the Iron Fist King?"

"Remember now?" Fang Yu sneered.

"So it's you! But... So what? A mere Iron Fist King dares to be so presumptuous in front of the Mu Family!" Mu Yun bared his teeth.

The atmosphere suddenly turned urgent.

A tense standoff!

"Don't mention just you, Fang Yu, even if the entire Ye Family came out, the Mu Family would not be the slightest bit afraid!" Mu Yun yelled, "Where is Ye Xingkong? Where is Ye Shitian? Where are the Hidden Dragon Guards of the Ye Family?"

With each questioning shout, while provoking, he also declared to the others that the Ye Family was no longer a concern!

Just as the words left Mu Yun's mouth, a thunderous shout came from outside the great hall—

"Impudent!"

Whoosh!

A figure flashed rapidly from inside the hall.

Leaving trails of afterimages in the air.

That figure, as swift as a gust of wind, arrived right in front of Mu Yun!

Bang!

Mu Yun was sent flying backwards.

The crowd couldn't help but turn towards the figure who seemed to have arrived on the wings of thunder!

They couldn't help but cry out in shock.

"Ye Xingkong!"

PS: Six updates, please support! It's been a long day of typing; I'm exhausted!