Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 1732 - 1728: Mysterious Visitor!

Chapter 1732: Chapter 1728: Mysterious Visitor!

Ninth Master never expected one of his own to kneel, and to a brat who hadn’t even grown all his hairs at that.

His expression changed slightly, showing some displeasure.

Then Ninth Master’s mind clicked, quickly realizing that the young man not too far away must be a cultivator.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Yan Zheng to be so obedient with his strength!

Capital City has always been a battleground for dragons and tigers. There are many cultivators hidden among the ordinary people, so it’s not surprising to encounter a cultivator.

Ninth Master’s pupils contracted slightly but without a hint of fear; instead, he said to Ren Feifan, "Sir, after all, we are somewhat of the same kind, but it’s not right for you to force your way into my territory. Moreover, the guest I am hosting today is not someone you can afford to provoke. If you leave now, I will consider our grudges settled, what do you say?

You can choose to leave, or choose not to leave. If you don’t, you might end up leaving behind a corpse!"

This was already the most courteous Ninth Master could be, at least giving Ren Feifan a choice.

He didn’t want to start a fight right away and end up soaked in Blood Gas before he met that person.

He checked his watch, estimating that the person would arrive soon, not wanting to stir up more trouble, lest disasters pile up.

Ren Feifan glanced at Ninth Master, utterly ignoring him, and instead led Zhao Meijing straight towards the MODOD store, walking steadily with an expressionless face.

In Capital City, Ninth Master was completely ignored by Ren Feifan as if he were nothing but air.

Seeing the other party’s blatant rudeness, Ninth Master’s face turned completely dark!

Even if you are a cultivator, so what! Do you really think you are the sky of this place?

And that you don’t have to show respect to me!

Impossible!

Ninth Master concentrated a stream of True Qi in his hand; he was actually a cultivator too! Moreover, he had stepped into the Profound Extreme Realm. Without his foundation in cultivation, how could he have possibly established such a vast underground power in the complex and intertwined forces of Capital City!

Just when Ninth Master shot out his True Qi, a Maybach luxury limousine drove into MODOD store’s ground parking lot.

Ninth Master’s pupils constricted, and he no longer cared about what Ren Feifan and Zhao Meijing would do, waving his hand and heading towards the Maybach!

The person he had been eagerly waiting for had finally arrived!

...

Meanwhile, Ren Feifan had already entered the MODOD store and found a private room on the second floor.

Room 207, it was very clean and even adorned with antique paintings, surrounded by various antiques.

The waitress who had some complaints about them earlier had no choice but to follow them, trembling as she handed over a menu with a face full of fear.

She had the knack for reading people and knew very well that Ren Feifan was not someone to be trifled with; if she did not serve well, there would be no safety in her fate!

Zhao Meijing held the menu in her hand but had no desire to order anything.

Although at first, she was extremely eager to try the delicacies here, after what had happened, who would still have an appetite?

Life was at stake; what more of eating?

While musing over the menu, Zhao Meijing couldn’t help but flick a glance at Ren Feifan, only to find him with eyes closed, calm and collected as if nothing was amiss.

She grew even more speechless inside.

Can’t you act a little nervous to match the situation? Do you even realize what kind of person you’ve offended?

Her admiration for Ren Feifan completely vanished at that moment.

Just considering this meal as fulfilling her wish then.

They probably wouldn’t meet again in the future.

"If you don’t order now, I’ll just have the waiter serve one of every dish," Ren Feifan said to the daydreaming Zhao Meijing, urging her on.

He did not want to waste time here; if it wasn’t for Zhao Meijing’s repeated requests to repay a life-saving debt, he might not have even considered dining.

The face of a beauty, even Ren Feifan might not always concede to. It all depends on his mood.

Zhao Meijing was taken aback, and hastily picked a few dishes she commonly ordered before handing the menu back to the waiter, even urging him: "That... could you please have the chef hurry up with my food, we’re pressed for time."

The waiter gave a slight smile, very polite, yet inwardly sneered, thinking they were in a rush to reincarnate, wanting to leave after offending Ninth Master?

In your dreams!

Soon, the waiter left, and only Ren Feifan and Zhao Meijing remained in the private room, the atmosphere turned eerie and quiet.

Zhao Meijing’s gaze kept shifting towards the door, fearing someone might burst in.

At the same time, she had taken out her phone, and was quietly typing the numbers 110 under the table.

At the first sign of trouble, she planned to call the police!

...

Meanwhile, outside, that stretched Maybach sedan was slowing to a stop.

A woman clad in professional attire hurriedly got out of the car behind, and briskly made her way to the Maybach, her buttocks and the Big White Rabbit on her chest shaking, an enticing cleavage formed just rightly.

She glanced at the car window, quickly put on her most flattering smile, and bent over slightly, waiting for the car door to open.

She was Dai Bing, the owner of the MODOD store.

And Ninth Master was also striding over, with no trace of earlier anger, instead his smile was warm and friendly, like the Maitreya Buddha.

Ninth Master and Dai Bing stood side by side, exchanging a look, no longer speaking.

"Swoosh!"

The driver stepped out of his seat and opened the car door behind.

A man in his fifties stepped out of the car, wearing a jacket, the back of which bore an ancient character—Saint!

Surrounding the character Saint was a flame-wreathed dragon, lifelike!

The man’s presence was terrifying, his face carried a hint of arrogance.

Getting out of the car, he even patted his clothes, as if afraid of getting dust on them.

It was clear that the jacket had a very extraordinary origin.

Upon seeing the man, Ninth Master immediately bowed respectfully and said: "Mr. Qiu, you have finally arrived. I have prepared a modest feast inside, all your favorite dishes, come, come, it’s cold outside, let’s go in and talk."

If outsiders were to hear this, they would be astounded that a formidable underground boss would refer to himself as ’little Ninth.’

But before this person, Ninth Master could only address himself so!

Because this man’s background was something they could not touch!

Not only was his strength terrifying, crucially he came from the first secular sect, the Saint Sect!

Who would dare to provoke them!

No sect in Huaxia would dare to disrespect the Saint Sect!

Dai Bing also caught on, smiling: "Mr. Qiu, I am Dai Bing, the owner of MODOD. I’ve long heard of your great reputation, it’s as thunderous as one could imagine. Today, we have selected the best ingredients for you, even the fish is the legendary Spirit Fish!"

Mr. Qiu’s eyebrows raised upon hearing about the Spirit Fish, he nodded his head, and with hands behind his back, he walked into the store.

He paid no heed to the pair, not even wanting to speak to them.

Ninth Master and Dai Bing exchanged a look, seeing the helplessness in each other’s eyes.

Suddenly, Ninth Master thought of something and hurriedly said: "Miss Dai, how is the soundproofing in your private rooms?"

Dai Bing, thinking Ninth Master was worried about their conversation during the dinner being overheard, quickly vowed: "Ninth Master, rest assured, every private room has sound-absorbing walls installed, no one will overhear your conversation with Mr. Qiu."