"You don't believe me?" Zhu Zizhen saw Yue Zhuoying's expression and knew that Yue Zhuoying definitely wouldn't believe him.
Yue Zhuoying didn't rush to answer Zhu Zizhen. He glanced between Zhu Zizhen and Ye Bufan, trying to test Ye Bufan's strength with his martial artist's senses.
Immediately, Yue Zhuoying's expression changed. He discovered that his senses were failing him after entering the villa.
However, Yue Zhuoying quickly recovered, forced a smile, and said to Ye Bufan and Zhu Zizhen, "Regardless of who is the disciple and who is the master, I believe you both know the purpose of my visit today."
"I've brought my son to apologize, I've knelt at your doorstep, and I've sent your disciple to you. May I ask when Doctor Zhu is free to treat my father?"
Yue Zhuoying's words were skillfully phrased, portraying himself as a sincere apologizer who had come to your doorstep. This way, no matter who it was, no one would make him feel embarrassed.
Zhu Zizhen looked at Yue Zhuoying and let out a cold snort. "Apologize? Just kneeling at the door is enough? My eldest disciple lost his life, a living soul, just like that. Do you think it's over? You think it's over, but I don't!"
Yue Zhuoying frowned as he looked at Zhu Zizhen. "Doctor Zhu, your disciple is gone, and there's no point in saying more about it. We've come to apologize, and my son has knelt before you. What else do you want us to do? Do you think our Yue family from Huzhou coming to apologize, with the son of the current family head kneeling, isn't enough weight?"
"Hmph! Such arrogance," Zhu Zizhen narrowed his eyes and said. "Even if you are a wealthy and influential family, you cannot trample on human lives. Otherwise, where would the law be?"
Seeing this, Yue Zhuoying couldn't help but let out a cold laugh. "Alright! How do you want to resolve this? Are you asking for money? Is one million enough? If not, how about ten million, or a hundred million? Can this matter end here?"
"Patriarch Yue, is this the attitude of someone coming to apologize? Is this the demeanor you should show when you're asking me to save your father?" Zhu Zizhen retorted.
"Damn it! You're pushing your luck, aren't you? It's your honor that I'm saving your grandfather. Do you really think that just because someone calls you a divine doctor, you can act with impunity? In the end, you're still just a nobody. If I wanted to kill you, it would be as easy as flipping my hand. There will come a time when you'll beg me not to kill you." Yue Yangshuo couldn't help but curse.
"You have no right to speak!" Ye Bufan sent another palm strike through the air towards Yue Yangshuo. With a "slap," another handprint appeared on Yue Yangshuo's face.
Yue Yangshuo looked at Ye Bufan in shock. His Huzhou was so powerful and influential, yet in Jinhe, he had suffered humiliation repeatedly.
For a moment, killing intent boiled within Yue Yangshuo. Yue Zhuoying spoke, "Doctor Zhu, since that's the case, tell me, what will it take for you to resolve this?"
"There's nothing to discuss about this matter. Get out." Zhu Zizhen was about to speak when Ye Bufan spoke first.
Yue Yangshuo and Yue Zhuoying exchanged glances, feeling incredulous, as if they had been toyed with by Ye Bufan.
"It's because you lack sincerity. Come back to me when you have sincerity," Ye Bufan said.
Killing intent surged on Yue Zhuoying's face, but he didn't show it. Yue Yangshuo, on the other hand, made no attempt to hide his intentions, spewing threats at Ye Bufan and Zhu Zizhen.
"Good! Very good! I'll remember both of you. You wait for me. You will soon regret this!" Yue Yangshuo pointed at Ye Bufan and said, "Especially you, I will return the two slaps you gave me today. I want your life. Wash your neck clean and wait for me to kill you."
Yue Yangshuo pulled Yue Zhuoying and rushed out of the villa. Zhu Zizhen looked at the two and asked Ye Bufan worriedly, "Master, won't this completely enrage them? What if they do something crazy?"
"Don't worry, I have it all planned," Ye Bufan said with a gentle smile.
Not long after, the Rolls-Royce outside, followed by several Mercedes-Benzs, drove away.
In the car, Yue Yangshuo said to Yue Zhuoying, "Can you tolerate this? They've completely run over us. I will kill him."
"Calm down!" Yue Zhuoying looked at Yue Yangshuo. "A moment's impatience can ruin a grand plan. If you can't even tolerate this little matter, how can I entrust the family business to you in the future?"
"Yue Zhuoying, you're something else," Yue Yangshuo said. "You have no shame, but I do. Normally, you humble yourself to Uncle Da and Uncle Xiao back home, and that's fine. But today, I, your son, was forced to kneel. You can still tolerate it. You're truly amazing."
Yue Yangshuo pointed at Yue Zhuoying, unable to understand. Huzhou was second only to the capital in Daxia, and the Yue family's influence was not to be underestimated. Yet, Yue Zhuoying had always been a person who endured insults, which led many in the family to look down on him.
If it weren't for his grandfather, Yue Zhengyun, passing the position of family head to Yue Zhuoying, Yue Zhuoying would have long been ostracized by his uncles.
This also showed that Yue Zhengyun saw Yue Zhuoying's personality as such, and while seemingly passing on the position, he still held the reins of power in the Yue family.
Seeing the silent Yue Zhuoying, Yue Yangshuo spoke, "Dad, we can't endure it anymore. You are the family head now. Look at other family heads in Huzhou when they take power, who doesn't have some blood on their hands?"
Yue Zhuoying took a deep breath, looked at Yue Yangshuo, and said, "Alright, I will handle this matter properly."
Seeing Yue Zhuoying's demeanor, Yue Yangshuo knew that Yue Zhuoying would surely try to smooth things over. Thus, he secretly made a resolution. If Yue Zhuoying wouldn't act, he would act himself. Since those Martial Venerables like Wan Buqun were no match for Ye Bufan, he would find a Great Martial Venerable. If a Great Martial Venerable wasn't enough, he would find a Martial Saint.
Money could move mountains. The Yue family still had some treasures in their vault. At worst, they would use those treasures as payment.
After much thought, Yue Yangshuo's desire to kill Ye Bufan grew stronger. He clenched his right fist tightly, muttering to himself, "Ye Bufan, I will make you beg to live, beg to die. I will make you beg me to kill you."
After the Yue father and son left, Ye Bufan sat leisurely on the sofa. Zhu Zizhen gave a few protective jade pendants made by Ye Bufan to his disciples and then let them return to the medical hall to settle down.
"Master, it seems this matter is difficult to resolve now," Zhu Zizhen said as he sat down next to Ye Bufan.
"I never intended to resolve it cleanly," Ye Bufan replied. Then, Ye Bufan calculated the time and said, "Hmm, the time is almost up. Prepare yourself. We will have distinguished guests arriving soon."