Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

Fang Yu walked ahead, and upon entering the hall, he casually glanced around.

He felt the unusual gazes of everyone but ignored them, moving to Xu Zhaopei's side.

Everyone was waiting for them.

...

The elder Mr. Xu deliberately slowed down his pace; he wanted to see just how capable this youngster was. To be honest, although he had heavily bet on Fang Yu being the real deal, he had also kept a cautious mind.

If this youngster was a madman causing trouble, then he would push the blame away, claiming he had become confused in his old age.

However, judging from his many years of experience, the likelihood of that was low. Various signs showed that Fang Yu was closely related to the legendary Martial Arts Seventh Layer Heaven master, Lu Tianyuan.

Xu Zhaopei looked at Fang Yu with confusion and asked, "How did it go?"

With a grin, Fang Yu replied, "It's settled."

The crowd was shocked.

Settled? What was settled?

Xiao He in the crowd coldly asked, "Fang Yu, what do you mean?"

Fang Yu was rather arrogant as he said:

"Sorry, but elder Mr. Xu has already agreed to betroth Peipei to me... So from now on, she is my wife, Fang Yu's wife."

The entire place was in an uproar!

How could this be possible?

Even if elder Mr. Xu was confused, he wouldn't possibly marry his granddaughter off to a country bumpkin, a yokel!

Even those who knew that Fang Yu was the Iron Fist King did not think elder Mr. Xu would betroth Xu Zhaopei to him.

The Iron Fist King, after all, was wiped out by the Sun Family eight years ago, and now only he remained—a lone survivor doomed to die soon. Therefore, when everyone looked at Fang Yu now, it was as if they were looking at a dead man.

After all—

Who would marry their granddaughter to a dead man and offend the Sun Family?

...

Hearing this, Sun Guoting's face turned ugly and dark.

"Where is old Xu? He must explain this to me in person!"

Fang Yu replied with narrowed eyes and a smile:

"Elder Mr. Xu just had a relapse of his old illness. I've diagnosed him, and he shouldn't come out to get a draft."

He was a doctor, and so this excuse could make sense.

But would anyone believe it?

Slap!

Sun Guoting suddenly slammed the table and shouted, "Bring him out! The explanation I, Sun Guoting, demand can't be escaped!"

This stern shout silenced the entire room.

Indeed, in the territory of Jiangzhou, Sun Guoting was recognized as the top dog. Even Ji Qiubai from Jiangzhou Jiangnan had to rank below him.

His slamming of the table, except for Zhao Wuyan from Yanjing, who would dare to speak—

"Hey, are you deaf? I've already said elder Mr. Xu's old illness has relapsed, and you still want to force him to come out, have you no shame?"

"——"

This resistance was now somewhat unsurprising to everyone.

The question now was, how would this Fang Yu eventually die!

That was almost everyone's thought.

Fuming, Sun Junzhong said:

"Fang Yu, do you really think I wouldn't dare to lay a hand on you?"

"Insulting my grandfather in public, you're courting death!"

As he spoke, he charged forward.

Seeing this, Xu Zhaopei couldn't help but become frightened. After all, it was she who asked Fang Yu for help, and if Fang Yu were to be hurt...

Fang Yu, with a smile on his face, remained nonchalant.

At the same time, he glanced towards the back courtyard with the corner of his eye, thinking, 'Old Xu, watch carefully!'

Just as Sun Junzhong swung his fist—

Boom!

Fang Yu met his punch head-on with his own; a fist-to-fist collision.

Whoosh—

Sun Junzhong was sent flying backward as if he were a shot put being thrown.

The floor of the hall was very slick, and Sun Junzhong slid for more than ten meters before gradually coming to a halt.

As he struggled to support his body, attempting to rise—

Spurt!

A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out!

The ground was stained a brilliant red.

Everyone was stunned.

Xu Zhaopei, Jiang Wei, and others all covered their mouths.

The elder Mr. Sun trembled greatly—he was well aware of his grandson's strength. Even though he wasn't a Martial Arts practitioner, his grandson was still a top-notch fighter when dealing with ordinary people.

Yet—

He couldn't even withstand a single blow!

How can this be possible?

Could it be...

Fang Yu is a martial artist?

...

Xiao He and Zhao Wuyan in the crowd were also secretly astonished.

Zhao Wuyan had not participated in the massacre of the Fang Family; it was carried out by the elders, but he had heard of the incident. He knew that Fang Yu of the Fang Family was a useless individual who could not cultivate in martial arts.

But—

That punch just now seemed to possess the strength of Martial Arts First Layer Heaven!

Even at First Layer Heaven, it was not something that Sun Junzhong could withstand.

...

Fang Yu lowered his fist, still appearing nonchalant.

Yet, this punch had shocked the elder Xu Liu who was sneaking peeks from the back courtyard. His eyes widened like a tiger's, his lips trembling, "Could it be... Fang Yu is also a... martial artist?"

At this moment, the old butler walked up from behind and, seeing the elder's shocked expression, asked, "Master, what's wrong?"

"Ah, it's... nothing..."

"Master, that kid is done for. He even injured young master Sun. Should I find someone to throw him out?" suggested the old butler.

Xu Liu turned around and slapped the butler, scolding angrily, "Nonsense! You want to drive away my son-in-law? Do you still want to work here?"

"—" The old butler was dumbfounded, his face filled with grievance.

"Be more respectful when you see my son-in-law from now on!" Xu Liu ordered.

"Yes, yes," the butler agreed verbally, but inwardly he was grumbling, God damn, has this old man gone crazy, a lunatic!

...

In the hall.

The Sect Leader of the Sun Family, Sun Guoting, was infuriated by this punch!

Just as he was about to take action, a gentle voice came through—

"Old Master Sun, please hold."

Everyone was stunned and looked in the direction of the voice.

It was none other than Zhao Wuyan from Yanjing.

Zhao Wuyan strode leisurely to the front.

Sun Guoting was taken aback and had to soften his angry demeanour, "Young Master Zhao, what's the matter?"

Zhao Wuyan said with a smile:

"I know you must be very angry that Brother Fang injured young master Sun. It's understandable..."

"How so?" Sun Guoting was puzzled.

"Miss Xu Zhaopei is his girlfriend. As a man, making trouble here is quite normal. Young master Sun, you were too impulsive, why hit someone?" Zhao Wuyan said slowly.

Everyone was confused.

Didn't Zhao Wuyan really dislike Fang Yu? Why is he speaking up for him?

Sun Guoting was also a bit perplexed.

"Elder Sun, the injury sustained by young master Sun does not seem severe. Let's just let this go. Otherwise, it won't be good for our reputation if word gets out," Zhao Wuyan suggested.

"This..." Sun Guoting seemed to understand Zhao Wuyan's intention.

Indeed, it would tarnish their reputation if word got out; bullying the weak, taking advantage of one's power, that's not how a great family behaves. Sun Guoting glanced at Fang Yu. On the surface, I'll be polite and generous to you, but in the dark, your death is imminent.

The unsteadily standing Sun Junzhong also realized this point, and with a cold face enduring the pain, said:

"Grandfather, let's just drop this matter, it was my excessive reaction. Since Miss Xu has someone she likes, let's call off today's marriage alliance..." His gaze turned ice-cold as he looked around, "Let's go."

Xiao He and several underlings followed him out.

Sun Guoting was also speechless, he glanced toward the direction of the backyard and rose to his feet, saying:

"Today I will be the bigger person and not hold a grudge against you, just watch yourself."

After finishing, he left with a sweep of his hand.

The audience on-site stood with dumbfounded expressions.

That's it?

Fang Yu caused such a commotion, and it's just going to be left at that?

Who would believe this!?

...

However...

Just as Sun Junzhong reached the gate, he faced Xiao He with a cold expression, "Listen, I don't want him to see tomorrow's sun!"

"Don't worry, young master Sun!" Xiao He pledged solemnly.

In truth, they had already completely made up their minds to kill.

It wasn't appropriate to kill in public; it was better to appear magnanimous and act as if nothing happened.

Sun Guoting saw his grandson giving out orders and understood.

"Junzhong."

Sun Junzhong quickly halted, "Grandfather..."

"You've done well." Sun Guoting nodded, "Also, look into what forces this youngster has been in contact with recently..."

"Yes!"

"Not one to remain!" A chilling light burst from Sun Guoting's eyes.