Supreme Divine Physician in the City Chapter 1583: Daddy, Are You Really Going to Duel Someone?

Chiba Sakurako fell silent, hesitating to speak.

Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke directly, "You came to see me today, and delivering a challenge letter is one matter, but more importantly, you wish to assist your father in increasing his chances of victory, correct?"

Chiba Sakurako was taken aback, involuntarily looking up at Ye Xuan.

It was the first time she had seriously scrutinized Ye Xuan, beginning to examine the young man's appearance and physique, and for the first time, an expression of astonishment crossed her face.

Suddenly, Chiba Sakurako experienced the startling sensation of being utterly exposed before Ye Xuan.

This young man was far too formidable.

Apart from her father, Chiba Sakurako had never encountered anyone of such immense power!

However, Chiba Sakurako was no ordinary individual.

In an instant, she suppressed all her emotions, presenting a gentle and appropriate smile, stating, "To me, you are merely a stranger, but he is my revered father. Since the two of you are to duel, naturally, I hope for your defeat."

"So, you went out of your way to emphasize that your father harbors the intention to kill me, yet lacks genuine hostility."

Ye Xuan chuckled lightly, "This way, even without your explicit explanation, I can inherently sense that your father's visit to the Yan Country to hunt me is not entirely by his own volition, implying unspoken reasons. I hold your father in high regard as a heroic figure. By the time of our battle, I might feel a pang of sympathy, preventing me from unleashing my full strength. To put it plainly, you are undermining my resolve, indirectly bolstering your father’s prospects of winning."

"That is correct."

Chiba Sakurako met Ye Xuan's unwavering gaze with composure, her face unblushing despite her intentions being laid bare.

Ye Xuan regarded her for a moment, a slight smile and a sigh escaping his lips, "I comprehend your actions, and your father likely would as well. However, if he were aware, he would undoubtedly be disappointed in you."

"I am aware," Chiba Sakurako replied, "but I am not the Sword God, nor do I possess the Sword God's pride. I am simply the daughter of a remarkable father."

Ye Xuan remained silent, yet his tranquil heart experienced a subtle ripple.

The path of martial cultivation is arduous, and each individual faces unique challenges.

Often, perceived opponents are not true adversaries but rather individuals standing on differing philosophical ground.

The atmosphere grew profoundly still for a moment.

Time seemed to suspend, its passage unnoticed.

Abruptly, Chiba Sakurako executed a deep, respectful bow towards Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan's brow furrowed slightly, inquiring, "What is the significance of this gesture?"

"In our Northern Federation, a bow signifies utmost respect. You are an individual deserving of such esteem," Chiba Sakurako explained. "Furthermore, a bow carries another meaning: that of an apology, and I find myself needing to apologize to you."

"Oh?" Ye Xuan chuckled, a flicker of interest in his eyes.

"This impending battle will never be a fair contest for you," Chiba Sakurako sighed, rising from her bow. "Not only will I strive to disrupt your mental fortitude, but I will also seek you out for a challenge on the eve of your duel with my father."

"You intend to weaken me before the main event?" Ye Xuan inquired with a laugh.

"Indeed," Chiba Sakurako affirmed with a nod.

Ye Xuan shook his head, stating simply, "You are no match for me."

"I am aware, but I harbor no fear," Chiba Sakurako declared, her eyes suddenly sharp and resolute. "Prior to your duel with my father, we shall not merely compete; we shall fight to the death!"

Ye Xuan rolled his eyes, remarking, "If your desire to aid your father is so strong, why not seize a favorable opportunity to assassinate me? Even if you failed, the disruption caused would be far more effective than openly challenging me in this manner."

"While I may lack my father's pride, I possess my own," Chiba Sakurako asserted.

"Very well then."

Ye Xuan shrugged with a sense of inevitability. "Since you are resolute in your decision, I shall await your arrival at any time. However, let me be perfectly clear: should you dare to appear, I will show no quarter simply because you are a woman of beauty."

Chiba Sakurako was momentarily taken aback, then a breathtakingly beautiful smile bloomed across her face.

She bowed once more, deeply, to Ye Xuan, uttering, "Thank you!"

Ye Xuan remained outwardly indifferent, responding, "If your gratitude is truly profound, I wouldn't object if next time you graced me with your presence adorned in something alluring and offered another bow."

Chiba Sakurako, "..."

A flush of crimson briefly adorned her lovely features before vanishing as Chiba Sakurako turned sharply and departed.

"When next we meet, it shall not only be a contest but a fight to the death!"

Ye Xuan watched as Chiba Sakurako made her exit.

Only after her figure had completely disappeared from view did Ye Xuan let out a soft sigh and then turned to re-enter.

Returning to the dining table, Ye Xuan was just about to resume his meal when he noticed everyone casting strange glances his way.

Ye Xuan paused, raising his hands in a gesture of helplessness, "I swear to the heavens, that beautiful woman in the kimono who just visited me, it was our very first encounter, and I am as innocent as a newborn!"

Everyone continued to regard Ye Xuan with peculiar expressions.

Ye Xuan cursed inwardly.

Little Cloud looked up at Ye Xuan with a dejected look at that instant, asking in a small voice, "Papa, are you truly going to face someone in a duel?"

Ye Xuan was caught off guard and immediately turned his gaze to Chi Lian.

Chi Lian appeared wronged, stating, "Brother Black Emperor, please don't look at me that way. Little Cloud possesses extraordinary hearing from birth; I absolutely did not eavesdrop. She overheard everything you and that woman discussed."

Ye Xuan was rendered speechless, a sudden headache overwhelming him.

This duel was something he had initially intended to keep hidden from everyone, so as not to cause them worry. However, he hadn't anticipated Little Cloud, with her freakishly developed talent of super hearing and a rather talkative nature!

Before Ye Xuan could utter a word, Lin Tong pursed her lips and inquired, "Darling, who exactly is this Sword God?"

The term 'Sword God' was unfamiliar not only to Lin Tong but also to Leng Qiuge, Liu Ying, and Chi Lian.

This was because he had maintained a low profile for a considerable thirty years...

"The Sword God is simply the Sword God; who else could he be?" Ye Xuan responded with a smile. "If you absolutely must know, he's merely a fellow who is quite skilled with a sword, nothing overly remarkable."

Liu Ying's beautiful eyes gleamed as she asked, "Is he superior to Zhao Yunfei?"

Ye Xuan fell silent, unable to offer a rebuttal.

The others also became quiet in unison.

The women exchanged glances, each letting out a silent sigh.

They understood that even if Ye Xuan claimed he might not attend the duel, he would inevitably go.

Because, even if he chose not to, the so-called Sword God would undoubtedly seek him out.

Having been by Ye Xuan's side for so long, how could they not discern that the more challenging the circumstances, the more relaxed he appeared? This Sword God must truly represent a significant threat to him.

An unprecedented threat!

The atmosphere grew heavy for a moment.

Amidst the quiet, Lin Tong softly sighed, a gentle smile gracing her face. "Let's continue our meal. After we finish, we can all take a stroll together. The weather has been rather pleasant lately."

"Indeed, let's eat!"

Leng Qiuge and Liu Ying also snapped back to awareness and smiled, helping to restore the atmosphere to its previous lightheartedness.

They resumed their meal, the ambiance harmonious and pleasant.

However, beneath this simple and ordinary happiness, everyone was lost in their own contemplations.

Ye Xuan perceived the inner thoughts of each person, feeling a touch of helplessness wash over him.