Medical Sage

”You’re telling me to get lost!?” The Nuoi Fen Paladin’s body surged with a terrifying power of light. He clutched the Holy Sword, his eyes fixed on Chen Fei as he ground his teeth. This little bastard… he actually dared to tell me to get lost!?

At the same time, Red Robed Bishop Hales of the Holy Church of the Divine Holy Church also wore a gloomy expression. His pupils showed a cold detachment, and his gaze flickered with a chilly gleam. Anyone with half a brain should have realized that Nuoi Fen’s earlier words were actually representing my intentions! But now, what is this? ’Get lost’?

”Young man, aren’t you a bit too arrogant?” he finally said, no longer bothering to hide behind the scenes. His gaze was icy as he stared down Chen Fei.

”Arrogant? If your request were reasonable, I might have considered agreeing out of respect for the Brad Family. But now... you know full well what you’re asking. Vacate the room? On what grounds?” Chen Fei met the old man’s gaze with scorn, not backing down in the slightest.

To be honest, he didn’t really care about some so-called Presidential VIP Room. For someone at the SS+ level or above, how bad could the accommodations possibly be? Even the worst room would surely be far better than some Five-Star presidential suite out in the world, right? So, if other factors weren’t involved, he truly wouldn’t care where he stayed.

However, this situation was different. Does this old fossil think I’m a pushover?

Upon hearing this, Hales’s brow furrowed deeply as a cold light and murderous intent surged in the depths of his eyes. Paladin Peifen, standing behind him, became enraged once more and shouted coldly at Chen Fei, ”You little bastard, do you know who you’re speaking to? Are you looking for death?” As he spoke, he lunged forward again, a frenzied killing intent emanating from his body.

”Hold your tongue! Paladin Peifen, mind your words...”

Seeing Paladin Peifen dare to provoke and insult Chen Fei again and again, Ovilia broke out in a cold sweat. He was terrified that Mr. Chen would become enraged and simply slaughter Paladin Peifen—and maybe even Bishop Hales—right here in the Brad Family Castle. If that happened, how could they possibly resolve the situation?

After all, even Granny Doya of the Nuo Weiya Family, a genuine Blood Clan Prince, had been killed by Mr. Chen. And then there was Black Dragon Nemosyne of the Ashford Family...

Hales, no matter how prominent your background or how great your strength, you still don’t have the right to be so presumptuous in front of Mr. Chen, do you? This is no joke!

But as soon as Ovilia spoke, a problem arose.

”You’re telling me to hold my tongue? To mind my words?” Paladin Peifen’s expression was utterly grim, his eyes flashing with ferocity as he roared back. It couldn’t be helped; what was Peifen’s status and position? Even setting aside his identity as a respected follower of Bishop Hales, he was still a Bright Warrior of the Holy Church of the Divine Holy Church and a combat leader of a paladin order! An SS-level Paladin!

But now? Now, because of some ignorant Easterner, Ovilia dared to scold him, tell him to hold his tongue, and even to mind his words! What is this? A humiliation!?

”The Brad Family is quite interesting. For the sake of a mere Easterner, you’re willing to make me, Hales, lose face? And you scold my follower right in front of me? Just because I agreed to come this time, you really think you’re something special? Hmph!” Seeing his follower scolded like that, Bishop Hales’s complexion darkened as he spoke menacingly.

At the same time, an even more terrifying power of light spilled out from his body, so dreadful that anyone who felt its aura trembled violently. That power was truly frightening.

At that moment, Chen Fei, Young Master Chen, narrowed his eyes and placed one hand behind his back. A fleeting flash of flame appeared and vanished, causing Ovilia’s heart to pound. He shot a pleading look at Chen Fei while anxiously trying to smooth things over with the Bishop. ”Bishop Hales, please calm your anger! This is Mr. Chen Fei from Huaxia of the East. The current Clan Leader of our Brad Family, Grand Duke Old Brad, personally invited him to participate in that affair. As for Mr. Chen staying in the Presidential VIP Room, that was also personally arranged by the Clan Leader, so...”

”What!?” Before Hales could react, Cariman, who had been shrinking to the side, turned pale. He began to regret his actions and curse his luck inwardly. Even a fool could see this Easterner was no simple character. Otherwise, why would Grand Duke Old Brad have to personally invite him?

”Mr. Chen? At his age, I doubt he’s even reached S-level. Calling him ’Mister’ with such respect... I really don’t know what the Brad Family sees in him,” Paladin Peifen said snidely, prompted by an unspoken signal from Hales. He wasn’t stupid. He knew that for Ovilia to speak like that, the little bastard’s identity must be significant, perhaps even more so than Hales’s...

But what about Hales’s own status and standing? Would I really be willing to admit that my status, level, or background is inferior to his? What if that little bat simply had terrible judgment and couldn’t properly gauge which side held more power?

”I suggest you shut that foul mouth of yours right now. Otherwise, I don’t mind shutting it for you,” Chen Fei, Young Master Chen, said coldly, his patience wearing thin.

If it weren’t for Ovilia’s pleading gaze, would he have wasted so many words on this sort of person? He would have acted long ago.

”What did you say... You!?” Hales’s face darkened again. Paladin Peifen, standing slightly in front of him, twisted his face and opened his mouth to shout, his eyes turning red. But in the next second, the words died in his throat as if choked off. He drew them back, his pupils shrinking violently.

BOOM!

No one knew when it happened, but accompanied by a muffled, eerily overlooked sound, Chen Fei, Young Master Chen, with his hand still behind his back, had swiftly formed several seal gestures.

Subsequently, a circle of white light erupted from under Paladin Peifen’s feet, instantly trapping him. Within the formation, three Flame Serpents as thick as a man’s arm coiled, emitting a terrifying aura. They slithered over Paladin Peifen’s body, flicking their tongues and hissing menacingly.

WHOOSH!

This entire scene unfolded in less than half a second.

Half a second ago, Paladin Peifen was blustering and berating Mr. Chen. Half a second later, his mouth was clamped shut, his face pale and covered in cold sweat. His pupils were constricted, and even the hand hidden behind his back was trembling.

From this suddenly appeared formation, he felt a lethal power that could kill him at any moment. In other words, if his opponent willed it, he could die... instantly!?

”A Magic Formation? No, this must be the so-called Formation from Huaxia of the East,” Hales muttered, his face ashen as he watched. At the same time, he was secretly shocked. Even he hadn’t noticed how or when Chen Fei had laid such a bizarre formation. With his status, strength, and age, he had naturally dealt with formations before, which was why he could name it.

No wonder the Brad Family would offend me for such a little bastard. So this little bastard is an Array Master from Huaxia, and a powerful one at that. How old is he? For an ordinary person, even a so-called genius, reaching the S-Level at his age would already be considered incredibly impressive! Yet the little bastard before me has at least reached a level close to SS+, and he’s also an Array Master—a practitioner so rare even in Huaxia they’re comparable to the Demon Formation Masters of our Western Dark World! Their status is supreme, and their combat ability far surpasses others of the same rank... What kind of astonishing talent—or sheer dumb luck—would it take to achieve this!?

In an instant, even a renowned figure like Hales, the First Red Robed Bishop of the Holy Church of the Divine Holy Church, felt a surge of intense jealousy. The chill in his gaze was almost palpable as he stared death at Chen Fei and said, ”Boy... release him!” Paladin Peifen is my follower, yet he was captured right in front of me. If this isn’t a humiliation, what is?

”You say release him, so I should just release him?” Chen Fei, Young Master Chen, turned his head, swept Hales with a sharp gaze, and then licked his lips coldly.

He had just acquired the supreme-grade Blood Moon Stone from the Ashford Family, successfully evolved the Mystic Stone Mirror into a Mid-Grade Magical Artifact, and even obtained the final Jade Artifact. Once he returned home, he could begin setting his grand plan in motion. This was supposed to be a time for celebration, not for getting angry. But everyone has a temper, and at his age, he certainly fell into the ’young and hot-blooded’ category. He was in no mood to tolerate their repeated provocations.

Release him? Just because you say so?

”What else do you want?” Hales was taken aback by the question. His lips pursed uncontrollably, and his eyes flashed with rage and a bone-deep chill. He couldn’t believe it. First, this brat seizes my follower without a word of explanation, and now when I tell him to let the man go, I get this... this utterly humiliating response! ’Just because you say so?’ What did he mean by that? Did this little bastard actually intend to harm or even kill my follower right in front of me!? Since when was my, Hales’s, honor so worthless that any little whelp could trample all over it? This was utter contempt! He wasn’t taking me seriously at all!

The shock he’d shown earlier was merely because the boy had reached an astonishing level at such a young age. It was like an adult being impressed by a primary schooler solving a complex function.

But that’s all it is! The gap between an adult and a child is undeniable, is it not?