Translator: _Min_
If he had the courage to defy Si Fuqing, he wouldnât have been reduced to a mere tool.
Indeed, ignorance often breeds fearlessness.
Jiang Changfeng even envied Zuo Zongheâs audacity.
He himself wouldnât dare to plot against Jiang Changning with a laxative, let alone confront Si Fuqing directly.
Like a mute person eating coptis, they have bitterness to express but no words to voice it
Zuo Zongheâs mind buzzed, momentarily deafened, âWhat⦠what did you say?
He had been oblivious to the existence of the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand and the Miracle Doctor Alliance.
The three aristocratic families and the four major alliances were well-known institutions with a legacy of a thousand years in the Great Xia Dynasty, familiar even to children.
The Miracle Doctor Alliance, considered a legend since not even historians could confirm its existence, held a reputation greater than the Spiritual Alliance (Supernatural Management Bureau), the leading alliance.
âAnyway, youâre brave,â Jiang Changfeng commented dryly. âIâll have to commend your âheroic deedsâ to the third elder.â
Shock the third elders brain.
âSpeak, what business do you have with me?â Si Fuqing leaned back in her chair. âIâm in a good mood today. Speak your mind, and perhaps I might just indulge you.â
Jiang Changfeng was rather surprised. âYouâre in a good mood despite encountering such an incident?â
âI ate three chickens by myself tonight.â Si Fuqing reminisced about the eveningâs roast, sighing with satisfaction. âThe feng Shui here must be good. The chickens raised here are delicious, with tender and flavorful meat. I should catch a few more another day.â
Jiang Changfeng was speechless.
Zuo Zonghe was too shocked to react. The pain he felt was nothing compared to his astonishment. His ears rang fiercely, nearly deafening him, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
Si Fuqing, the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand?
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Had it not been for Zuo Xianyu mentioning it, he would never have heard of the title Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand.
But after Zuo Xianyuâs explanation, he understood that this was a title for a truly remarkable miracle doctor.
Death demands a soul at midnight, but the Ghosthand can revive them by dawn.
Surely, the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand must be an elderlyperson.
How old is Si Fuqing?
She hadjust turned 18 at the end oflast year.
How could she possibly be the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand?!
If Si Fuqing was indeed the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand, considering what he and Zuo Qingya had done to her over the years, how could they have escaped unscathed until now?
âYou⦠you think you are one just because you say so?â Zuo Zonghe couldnât bring himself to believe, almost shouting, âThe Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand is a miracle doctor, and you are whatââ
He couldnât finish his sentence as his face suddenly contorted in pain, his body convulsing in agony.
Zuo Zonghe clutched his neck, his face turning purple, as if he was about to suffocate.
After a few seconds, the pain subsided, and he could finally breathe deeply, his expression filled with sheer terror.
Jiang Changfengâs eyes narrowed.
Si Fuqing, with her chin propped in her hand, looked intrigued. âContinue.â
âIâll speak, Iâll speak!â Zuo Zonghe was terrified, frantically bowing his head. âItâs the young master of the Yu family who asked my sister to find you, hoping to establish a connection with the Yu family. I had no idea of your renown before this!â
Jiang Changfeng frowned. âThe young master of the Yu family?â
Are the Yus worthy of the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthands intervention?
The Miracle Doctor Alliance had also sought the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthandâs help but to no avail.
The only time the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand intervened was when her path was obstructed.
This was truly unconventional.
âI have indeed saved a few people,â Si Fuqing said nonchalantly, her expression unchanging and relaxed. âI donât remember. Itâs not important, so why should
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Jiang Changfeng remained silent.
What was a life-saving grace worth remembering for a lifetime to others was nothing more than a triviality to her.
âSpare me, my lord!â Zuo Zonghe lost all his earlier bravado. âMy lord, I was blind to your greatness. You are the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand, and I deserve death for doubting your word.â
âThatâs enough, I understand,â Si Fuqing stood up, indifferent. âBut I have no interest in meeting this young master of the Yu family you speak of.â
âYes, yes, yes, heâs not worthy to meet you. Heâs not even worthy to carry your shoes,â Zuo Zonghe continued to plead. âYou are magnanimous, my lord.
Please spare my worthless life.â
âAlthough the title sounds a bit cheesy, itâs actually quite fitting,â Si Fuqing mused, arms crossed. âHmm⦠but those who knew my true identity in the past have all met their fate..â