The Wild Doctor and the Fair Beauty

"Why not?" Jiang Xinghai asked, genuinely confused.

"Aren’t you afraid of retaliation from my Sun Family?"

Sun Jiaping stared at Jiang Xinghai’s unfazed expression, his nerves instantly tensing. "I’m not some common nobody! The Sun Family is a major power in the Provincial City. If you kill me, they will never let you go!"

"Then come and kill me," Jiang Xinghai said with a shrug, a look of complete indifference on his face.

"You..."

Sun Jiaping’s expression flickered uncertainly. "You’re like a dead pig that doesn’t fear boiling water!"

He never imagined that the man before him would show absolutely no fear of the Sun Family’s power!

The surrounding security guards were also stunned by Jiang Xinghai’s actions.

’Why is this man so fearless?’

’Could he be a disciple from some great family, out gaining experience?’

’Otherwise, how could he not fear the Sun Family?’

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!"

Just then, a series of urgent cries came from the stairwell and the broken window frame.

Immediately after, an old man in black robes appeared at the top of the stairs.

Another old man, dressed in white, stepped in through the window frame.

Both men instantly locked onto Sun Jiaping, who was huddled in the corner, and rushed toward him.

Jiang Xinghai did not stop them.

"Hahaha..."

Sun Jiaping finally burst into wild laughter again. "If you had killed me a moment ago, I would have had no way out. But now—"

That’s right. He had just been trying his best to stall for time.

Because whenever he went out on business, he was always protected by two powerful experts.

Today, he needed to use the window of the Gathering Talent Tower to spy on some people and matters in the hotel across the street. It was a crucial task!

Therefore, his two guards had only been stationed covertly at the entrance on the first floor.

When the manager and the waitress were thrown out of the window one after another, his two guards had noticed.

"Kill him for me!" Sun Jiaping ordered, still sitting on the floor as he pointed at Jiang Xinghai.

"Rest assured, Young Master Sun. I will handle this."

The white-robed old man turned to Jiang Xinghai. "Young man, you’ve gone too far!"

"Old man, say one more word and I’ll throw you out too." Jiang Xinghai never started trouble, but he wasn’t afraid of it either.

Since they were practically volunteering to die, why would he back down?

The white-robed old man was about to step forward.

"Wait!"

Sun Jiaping held up a hand. "I’ve changed my mind. Just cripple his limbs."

Then, he looked at the black-robed old man and pointed at Leng Ning. "Bring that woman to me. I’m going to put on a live show for this bastard right in front of his face!"

"Young Master Sun, we still have important business today," the black-robed old man reminded him.

"We still have half an hour. That’s plenty of time."

Sun Jiaping’s expression faltered for a second. He checked the time, then stared at Leng Ning again. "Haha, I’m a man of great stature. I’m... quite large in every respect..."

He even shot a deliberate glance at Jiang Xinghai and made a disdainful gesture with his pinky finger.

"You piece of trash, spewing filth from your mouth!" Leng Ning was itching to attack.

But Jiang Xinghai stopped her with an outstretched arm. "Don’t worry. In a moment, we’ll see if a dog’s mouth can spit out ivory."

"Your arrogance will only hasten your death."

The white-robed old man stepped forward, his movements powerful and imposing. A formidable Gang Qi, like the glint of a blade, radiated from him with overwhelming pressure.

Jiang Xinghai sneered. With one hand behind his back, he advanced without a shred of fear.

"Brat—"

Before the white-robed old man could finish his sentence, Jiang Xinghai was already in front of him, throwing a punch.

The immense force tore through the air, creating a sound like muffled thunder.

Their Gang Qi collided. The sleeve on the white-robed old man’s arm was shredded, revealing a horrifying mess of mangled flesh and blood.

Then, Jiang Xinghai thrust out his palm.

A majestic wave of Gang Qi, as fast as lightning, howled forth.

Before the white-robed old man could react, the fierce and domineering Gang Qi pierced through his chest, sending a spray of blood into the air.

Jiang Xinghai snorted coldly. With a single, strange step, he lunged toward the black-robed old man.

"Not good!"

The black-robed old man’s face paled. He never expected Jiang Xinghai to be able to attack him immediately after defeating his companion in a single move.

BANG!

A powerful force struck him directly in his Dantian.

The Gang Qi in his body scattered uncontrollably before forming a massive vortex.

The terrifying power ravaged him from within, and the black-robed old man’s body was sent flying.

CRASH!

THUD!

After the black-robed man landed, the white-robed man, whose chest had been pierced, finally collapsed to the floor.

"Just a couple of Ninth-Grade Great Venerables."

Jiang Xinghai dusted off his hands, his gaze slowly falling upon the utterly pale face of Sun Jiaping.

Sun Jiaping pissed himself in fear!

His two Ninth-Grade Great Venerable bodyguards allowed him to practically walk sideways through the Provincial City!

He never thought they’d be defeated in a single blow by the young man before him!

SLAP!

With a backhand wave, Jiang Xinghai whipped up a powerful blast of air that slapped hard across Sun Jiaping’s face.

PFFT...!

Sun Jiaping spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with a bunch of broken teeth.

"See? A dog’s mouth really can’t spit out ivory," Jiang Xinghai said, his eyes filled with disappointment.