Starting with a beautiful woman's private doctor

Seeing that Qian Xinya remained unmoved, Wenbo continued, "For us, saving Second Master's life is the most important thing. As long as we have that divine herb, we will no longer need any other medicinal herbs."

"If you use this to negotiate with them, they will definitely agree, and we won't suffer any loss, will we?"

Qian Xinya's eyes darted around, but she coldly snorted, "Since you already have a plan, why are you asking me?"

Wenbo had followed Qian Xinya for so many years and knew her temperament better than anyone else. Although he said that, he had actually tacitly agreed.

Wenbo didn't say anything, but turned around and walked towards the door.

Chu Nan quietly retreated to the courtyard wall and climbed over it.

He shoved the string of dark red beads back into the man with the red beads' hand, then draped the cloak over him again, before disappearing into the night…

When they returned to the hotel, Xu Yi was standing by the window, holding a cup of tea that had long since gone cold.

Hearing the door open, he turned around, his face filled with anxiety. "How is it? Did you get the medicine?"

Chu Nan shook his head. "No."

Xu Yi was taken aback. In his opinion, given Chu Nan's skills, he should have been able to succeed.

"What happened? Is someone keeping watch?"

"no."

Chu Nan took off his coat and draped it over the back of the chair, then sat on the edge of the bed. "I was originally planning to take action, but I overheard something interesting."

"Something interesting?"

Xu Yi looked puzzled, but Chu Nan smiled and said, "That's right, they'll be coming to find us soon. As for the reason—"

Before he could finish speaking, the hotel landline on the table rang, and Xu Yi went over to answer it.

The receptionist's voice came through the receiver, carrying a formulaic politeness: "Mr. Xu, an elderly gentleman says he wants to see you and Mr. Chu. He calls himself Wenbo and says he met you at the entrance of the pharmacy during the day."

Xu Yi was stunned for a moment, then his brows furrowed.

The words Qian Xinya uttered during the day, "Did I let him save me?" were still ringing in her ears. At this moment, what was the old servant beside her doing running over?

Wasn't the humiliation during the day enough? Did they have to come to the hotel to finish the job?

Xu Yi, seething with anger, covered the microphone and turned to look at Chu Nan, his tone filled with obvious annoyance and distrust, "That old master who's with Qian Xinya is here. What does he want with us at this time? Is he some kind of wolf in sheep's clothing?"

Chu Nan wasn't surprised at all. He slowly put the teacup back on the table, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly upwards.

From the moment he overheard Qian Xinya and Wenbo's conversation outside the guesthouse window, he knew the other party would arrive sooner or later.

Chu Nan put the teacup back on the table and said to Xu Yi, "Now that he's here, we should hear what he has to say first. Let him in."

Seeing Chu Nan's confident demeanor, Xu Yi had no choice but to suppress his anger. He impatiently told Chu Nan to let the person in, and then slammed the receiver back down.

A moment later, there was a gentle knock on the door.

Wenbo pushed open the door and walked in, still wearing that faded dark gray long gown, still with that humble and obedient old servant demeanor.

After he entered, he bowed slightly, a polite and respectful smile on his wrinkled face. "Mr. Chu, Mr. Xu, please forgive me for disturbing you so late at night."

"On behalf of my young lady, I would like to thank Mr. Chu again for his righteous help during the day. If it weren't for Mr. Chu, my young lady and I would probably have met with misfortune."

"Uncle Wen, you're too kind. Please have a seat."

Chu Nan pointed to the chair opposite him, his expression revealing no emotion.

Xu Yi remained standing by the window, arms crossed, staring coldly at Wen Bo. His meaning was clear: no need for thanks, let's get down to business.

Wenbo sat down in the chair opposite Chu Nan, bowed slightly, and said, "Mr. Chu, to be honest, I have spent most of my life on the path of martial arts and have seen at least a thousand or eight hundred young talents, but I have never met anyone like you who has entered the Grandmaster realm in his early twenties."

"To put it bluntly, even in a place like Kyoto where hidden talents abound, I have never heard of anyone at Mr. Chu's age who has reached such a level of cultivation. Truly, heroes emerge from among the young, and the younger generation is indeed formidable."

As he spoke, his tone became more solemn, "During the day, at the entrance of the medicine shop, I was forced to retreat step by step by the sorcerers of the Sea God Palace, and I was truly powerless to resist."

"In that situation, if it weren't for Mr. Chu's righteous intervention, with my old bones, I wouldn't have been able to protect the young lady, let alone save myself."

"I will always remember this life-saving grace and never forget it."

He clasped his hands together and bowed slightly to Chu Nan again, adopting an extremely humble posture.

Chu Nan held his teacup and sipped it slowly and deliberately.

He knew that Wenbo's visit was not merely to express his gratitude.

Saying thank you is just a way of getting in the door; the real purpose is yet to come.

Chu Nan wasn't in a hurry, but Xu Yi didn't have that patience.

He was already extremely anxious about Xu Ran's condition, and coupled with Qian Xinya's ungrateful behavior during the day, the old master's roundabout polite conversation was making him feel irritated.

He lowered his arm, took two steps forward, and abruptly interrupted Wenbo, "This isn't the first time we've met. Just say what you want to say directly, no need to beat around the bush."

Wenbo was slightly taken aback. He had lived most of his life and always knew that when dealing with people, he would first be polite and then use force, making sure to put on a good show.

But the two people in front of them were clearly not buying it, especially Xu Yi, whose eyes were practically spitting fire.

He gave a wry smile and stopped being polite. "Since Mr. Xu is so straightforward, I will be frank. I have come here today to invite Mr. Chu to cooperate with us."

"cooperate?"

Chu Nan raised his eyelids to look at him, and finally spoke, "What kind of cooperation? Uncle Wen has to give us some direction, it can't be that we follow you to kill and set fires."

Wenbo quickly waved his hand, "Mr. Chu is joking. The specific details are not convenient to disclose at the moment, but it is by no means anything immoral or immoral."

He paused, glanced at Xu Yi, and seeing that the other was about to speak again, he quickly offered his terms: "What I can say is that as long as Mr. Chu agrees to travel with us and protect us, the dragon whisker root will belong to Mr. Chu after the matter is accomplished."

"Furthermore, Mr. Chu may choose a few of those century-old medicinal herbs as an additional token of our gratitude, at the market price. What do you think of this offer, Mr. Chu?"

Before Chu Nan could speak, Xu Yi spoke first, "Uncle Wen, you were there during the day, and you saw how your young lady treated us."

"Xiao Chu saved her life, and she didn't even say thank you. Instead, she said something thoughtless like, 'Who told him to save me?'"

"Now you suddenly come knocking on my door, bringing me dragon beard roots and century-old medicine. This is too extravagant for me."

"As the old saying goes, 'Unsolicited kindness is either a sham or a thief.' This matter is probably not as simple as you make it out to be. If you don't explain yourself clearly, why should we go with you?"