The Goddess's Personal Doctor
Chapter 151: Formidable Arrival

Chapter 151: Chapter 151: Formidable Arrival

"Mr. Castle, you know how many deals I’ve done with you. If any of those deals were ever exposed, it would cost me my head," Black Dragon began, defending himself. "So, I don’t know if others might have betrayed you, but I definitely have not."

Castle was noncommittal and continued, "Fine, to prove that you haven’t betrayed me, tonight, you will bring your men and join me in attacking Yang Yu’s house."

"What?" Black Dragon’s face contorted viciously, "Mr. Castle, if I do this, I can forget about staying in Xia Country from now on."

"I asked you to bring your men with me, I didn’t tell you to fight in the front line," Castle snorted. "Your men will be responsible for containing Yang Yu, while my men will take care of abducting Rena."

Hearing Castle put it that way, Black Dragon breathed a little easier, "Okay, Mr. Castle. However, my men are not very capable, they’re only good for street fights and knifing people, they can’t handle a situation like this!"

"No big deal," Castle placed his suitcase on the table, opened it, and took out a big bottle of blue potion, "These are genetic drugs produced by my partner’s company. Just one injection, and you won’t feel pain from blades or bullets, and you’ll have immense strength. Unless it’s a fatal wound, you can fight till the end."

"Alright, I understand. Tonight, I will bring thirty strong men to join Mr. Castle," Black Dragon was well aware of what the blue potion was all about; he didn’t want his men to use it, but he had no choice now.

If he dared to defy Castle, this mercenary leader who killed without blinking would definitely kill him without hesitation!

"Very good," Castle nodded with satisfaction. "Go prepare now, and we’ll set off together tonight."

On the other end, at the Grand Hyatt Hotel.

"Young master Qing, we’ve arrived," a big, burly man in his thirties brought in over twenty fierce-looking individuals to report to Xia Qing, "These are all good friends of mine from the streets, and this is Mystic Master Xuanxu."

Xia Qing scrutinized the middle-aged Daoist in the group with suspicion, "Mystic Master Xuanxu, may I know from which sect you hail? Sanqing Mountain, Dragon Tiger Mountain, or perhaps, Maoshan?"

"None of those, do those stuffy-nosed people even have real abilities now?" Xuanxu was very self-assured, "Is young master Xia Qing doubting my abilities? In that case, let me show you something! Rise!"

With a low and rapid chant, the wooden sword on Xuanxu’s back instantly flew up, circling above Xia Qing’s head more than a dozen times, causing Xia Qing, whose face was already quite pale, to turn as white as a corpse: "Stop it, stop now!"

"Retrieve!" With a shout from Xuanxu, the wooden sword flew back into the scabbard on his back.

This move stunned everyone present, and someone casually asked, "If that weren’t a wooden sword, wouldn’t it be able to reap heads at will?"

"Of course," Xuanxu boasted arrogantly, "but as a monk, I dislike taking lives, so I only use a wooden sword to vanquish evil."

"I was disrespectful, please do not take offense, Mystic Master Xuanxu," Xia Qing immediately put on a smile, "As long as the Mystic Master helps me accomplish this task, in addition to the agreed payment, I will also give you an extra two hundred thousand."

"Infinite Heavenly Venerate," Xuanxu made a Daoist salute, "Money doesn’t matter to me, mainly because I like to help others."

Though no one said it out loud, the words "shameless," "utterly shameless" came to everyone’s mind simultaneously.

"Haha!" Xia Qing laughed heartily, "In that case, let’s all have dinner tonight at the Grand Hyatt Hotel, and after a good meal and drinks, we’ll storm Yang Yu’s house at midnight, and we must smash that Feng Shui Array!"

At night, on the rooftop of Yang Yu’s house.

Yang Yu and Xia Yu sat facing each other, leisurely steeping tea.

"You mean, you have a premonition that something will happen tonight?" Xia Yu had no interest in drinking tea, her face etched with concern, "Yang Yu, are you sure you can handle it by yourself?"

"No problem," Yang Yu smiled, "As long as I take out the one among them who knows Feng Shui skill, won’t the rest be out of commission?"

Xia Yu was startled for a moment and then gave a wry smile, "I can’t believe I didn’t think of something so simple. If word of this gets out, won’t people laugh themselves to death at this supposed ’female Zhuge Liang’?"

"It’s normal, nothing funny about it," Yang Yu took a sip of tea, "Concern breeds confusion, and besides, this method might not work for anyone other than me. Because, they don’t have my strength."

"Alright," Xia Yu sighed and stood up, bowing deeply to Yang Yu, "Everything is relying on you now, sir."

"Cut the crap," Yang Yu huffed, "I hear your grandma’s in charge at the Xia family. When she wakes up, remember to give me a hefty reward."

"Absolutely," Xia Yu said with a faint smile.

Xia Yu understood that Yang Yu was just speaking off the cuff; if Yang Yu really wanted money, he could just ask Xia Qing, who would surely give no less than her.

It was only because of Yang Yu’s chivalry and sense of justice that he was helping her to this extent. No one else would have assisted her so thoroughly.

If her grandma really could survive this ordeal, from then on, Yang Yu’s troubles would be her, Xia Yu’s, troubles!

By the way, "Why do your family members so hope for your grandma’s death?" Yang Yu was very curious, "After all, the inheritance will eventually be theirs. Why are they in such a hurry?"

"My grandma said she wanted to leave ten percent for me, so that I wouldn’t be left with nothing when she’s gone." Xia Yu’s eyes reddened as she spoke, "She had just finished saying that, and the will wasn’t even drafted yet when she fell into a coma. I’ve sought many doctors who all said there’s no hope, so I could only try using mystical techniques."

"It’s not about the money for me, I just wanted to spend more years with my grandma. If they didn’t stand in my way, I’d even be willing to give them the entire ten percent. But you know how it is with large families—they don’t trust me, they don’t want to leave me a dime, let alone ten percent of the estate."

"So, only if grandma passes away will they be able to openly divide up that ten percent."

"I understand," Yang Yu stood up and stretched, "Don’t worry, leave this matter to me. If the mystic masters in Yanjing have been bought and can’t handle this, you can still come to me. The Seven Star Life Extension Technique, I know it too."

"Hmm," Xia Yu nodded, quietly wiping away the tears that threatened to fall.

"Whirr..." A pigeon landed on Yang Yu’s shoulder, cooing at him with a "coo coo coo coo."

Yang Yu’s brow immediately furrowed, "So many people are coming? And one of them is carrying two Big Iron Hammers?"