Supreme Divine Physician in the City Chapter 1568: Capturing Wang Qianjun

Astonished, not solely by the remarkable foresight of Ye Xuan, but also by a pervasive sense of the unbelievable.

Not long ago, Wang Qianjun was at the zenith of his power, and now he finds himself under Ye Xuan’s dominion? Such a turn of events, had it been revealed merely a month prior, would likely have been dismissed as pure fantasy by anyone in the world, wouldn't it?

Liu Ying pursed her lips, contemplating the situation. “Capturing Wang Qianjun was a crucial element in your grand design, wasn’t it?”

“Naturally,” Ye Xuan responded with a faint smile.

Leng Liuge inquired, a slight curl to his lips, “What precisely is this plan of yours?”

“What other grand strategy could there be?” Ye Xuan grinned. “As always, we either go all out or we don’t go at all!”

The women present: “…”

Indeed, verbalizing it was tantamount to not saying anything at all; it was the identical, unvarying response they received every single time!

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Within a chamber of profound secrecy, where darkness reigned supreme and no glimmer of light penetrated, a strong scent of mildew permeated every recess, giving it the aura of an ancient ruin, long forsaken by the world.

Wang Qianjun’s eyes fluttered open groggily. He surveyed the pitch-black surroundings, his initial bewilderment quickly giving way to a placid calmness.

After a period of contemplation, Wang Qianjun’s voice broke the silence. “Is there no light in this place?”

“There is.”

A woman’s voice, sharp and cold, cut through the oppressive darkness.

Wang Qianjun smiled faintly. “Might I trouble you to illuminate the chamber? I find myself rather uncomfortable in total darkness.”

The woman’s reply was devoid of any discernible emotion. “I lack the necessary authorization.”

Wang Qianjun considered this for a moment, his smile widening. “Then, when might I expect the arrival of someone who possesses such authority?”

Woman: “I cannot say.”

Wang Qianjun continued with a smile, “Please convey a message for me: my remaining days are few. If there is anything they wish to gain from me, they should make haste.”

Woman: “He is aware.”

Wang Qianjun blinked in surprise.

He knows my time is limited?

How could he possibly possess such knowledge?

Bang!

Before Wang Qianjun could fully process this perplexing revelation, the chamber, previously as dark as the deepest night, was suddenly awash in brilliant light. The stark white illumination flooded every corner, forcing Wang Qianjun to shield his eyes against the glare.

After a good half-minute for his eyes to adjust, Wang Qianjun managed to pry them open. His gaze fell upon a man and a woman standing before him.

The man possessed an unremarkable countenance, his build lean, making him seem almost ordinary to any casual observer.

The woman, with distinct Western features, large expressive eyes, a finely sculpted nose, and fair skin radiant with beauty; she carried the inherent regal posture of a Western woman, yet was imbued with the captivating grace and charm of an Eastern lady—a truly exceptional specimen.

Wang Qianjun’s eyes briefly met Diana’s twice before settling on Ye Xuan. A neutral smile graced his lips as he remarked, “Ye Xuan, you are indeed a fortunate man, perpetually surrounded by beauties of unparalleled caliber.”

Diana’s cheeks flushed at his words. She cast a fleeting glance at Ye Xuan before quickly retracting it as if struck by an electric current, her demeanor flustered in a manner starkly contrasting with the reputation of the formidable witch Diana known throughout the world.

Ye Xuan, however, seemed oblivious to the exchange. He chuckled and replied, “One grows through adversity. This calamitous turn of events for the Wang Family appears to have granted the Family Head a profound clarity, to the extent that you can now smile and converse with the very individual responsible for your son’s demise.”

“When a man stands on the precipice of death, worldly desires vanish,”

Wang Qianjun stated with a smile devoid of mirth. “Presently, I am but a frail old man, utterly incapable of even the simplest tasks. Not only you, but even a mere street urchin, I could not contend with. Rather than succumbing to impotent fury towards you, it is far better for me to relinquish all and seek a measure of personal peace and tranquility.”

“Your perspective holds a certain logic.”

Ye Xuan lit a cigarette, a smile playing on his lips. “I am merely curious whether you can maintain such equanimity when faced with the ascendant Liu Family, who now stand triumphant.”

“Whether I maintain it or not, what material difference does it make?”

Wang Qianjun’s response was tinged with a bitter smile. “Following the same reasoning, even harboring a profound animosity, I possess neither the strength nor the time to pursue vengeance.”

“You may lack the capability and the time, but I possess both,” Ye Xuan stated with a confident smile.

“Oh?” Wang Qianjun’s gaze sharpened with keen interest as he looked at Ye Xuan.

“Do you find that difficult to believe?” Ye Xuan inquired.

“I do believe it,”

Wang Qianjun laughed. “Over the years, you are the sole individual who has managed to inflict severe injury upon me. To speak plainly, the Liu Family’s triumph was made possible solely through your intervention; had you not severely weakened the Wang Family’s might, they could never have so easily subjugated us.

The Liu Family today is vastly different from their past selves, achieving a formidable power that surpasses even the old Wang Family. Yet, you are an absolute genius. Just as you orchestrated the downfall of the Wang Family, you possess the ability to reduce the Liu Family to mere dust. Therefore, I am convinced you will undoubtedly bring about the Liu Family’s ruin.”

Ye Xuan took a long drag from his cigarette, momentarily nonplussed. “Since you have such faith in my abilities, why then did you express surprise with that ‘Oh’?”

“I am simply unable to fully comprehend,”

Wang Qianjun confessed. “You are the enemy who ended my son’s life, and now, with the Wang Family’s collapse, your influence is undeniable. Theoretically, I should harbor the deepest hatred for you, wishing you nothing but ill fortune. Now, as a dying man, why would I offer assistance to my adversary?”

“The enemy of my enemy is, as they say, my friend,” Ye Xuan replied with a knowing smile.

"You speak the truth," Wang Qianjun declared, "However, I harbor no affection for either you or the Liu Family."

"You will assist me," Ye Xuan affirmed with unwavering confidence.

"Indeed?" Wang Qianjun was taken aback, inquiring, "On what grounds do you base that assertion?"

"You are afflicted by a lethal poison, your remaining days are few. Your family's influence has waned, former allies have turned their backs, and you have lost all that was once yours. If you harbored no desire to aid me against the Liu Family, even without Liu Qiankun's intervention, you would have long since surrendered your life."

Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes, a smile gracing his lips, "The very fact that you are still alive and conversing with me today signifies your wish, in these final moments, to lend me your strength."

"Perhaps I merely wish to prolong my existence for a few more days? After all, such is human nature; no matter how bleak life becomes, an individual yearns to witness even a fleeting glimpse of the world."

Wang Qianjun responded with an enigmatic smile.

"Your reasoning holds merit, yet it does not apply to your situation,"

Ye Xuan chuckled, "Others cherish their ties to the world due to its inherent beauty and the multitude of precious things they hold dear. But you? At this juncture, what remains in this world that warrants your continued attachment?"

Wang Qianjun's brow furrowed.

Ye Xuan proceeded, "Your animosity towards Liu Qiankun transcends mine, for while I merely ended the life of your son, he systematically dismantled your legacy, desecrated your honor, and crushed your very principles."

"With the disintegration of the Wang Family, you possess nothing tangible to anchor you, no longer bound by concerns of life or death. Yet, you chose to capitulate, to obey Liu Qiankun, and to willingly relinquish all your assets?"

"Why? Knowing your imminent demise, why subject yourself to such profound humiliation in your final days? This is not the character of a man like you, nor is there any logical basis for such conduct."

"Unless... your intention is to seek me out before your end, and aid me in inflicting grievous harm upon the Liu Family."

Ye Xuan concluded his discourse, each word landing with potent impact, every observation striking the heart of the matter.

Wang Qianjun stood in stunned silence.

In that moment, the entirety of the hidden chamber was enveloped by an absolute quietude, so profound that the faintest sound would have been discernible.

Wang Qianjun gazed, eyes wide with disbelief, upon Ye Xuan, his efforts to regain composure evident on his gaunt, aged visage, which was now etched with shock and utter astonishment.