Supreme Divine Physician in the City Chapter 1637: Old Acquaintances of the Ye Family

At this time and scene, Ye Xuan and the masked woman locked eyes, and even without speaking a single word, they seemed to share a mutual understanding, yet also regarded each other with caution and wariness.

"A master, a true master!"

In their hearts, the same voice echoed.

As a result, the atmosphere in the entire bar suddenly became chillingly silent, with a vague, uncomfortable pressure quietly emerging unnoticed.

But it didn’t last long.

"Brat, what are you looking at? Never seen a great beauty before?" The young girl standing beside the masked woman suddenly shouted at Ye Xuan with a coquettish arrogance.

Ye Xuan’s sword-like eyebrows twitched, and his piercing gaze shot sharply at the young girl.

The girl felt her heart tremble.

At that moment, she inexplicably felt a sense of suffocation, as if staring her down was not a man, but a ferocious beast from the primordial wilds!

"Yue’er, don’t be rude!"

The masked woman slightly raised her elegant eyebrows upon seeing this, quickly giving Yue’er a stern look and harshly admonishing.

Only then did Yue’er come back to her senses, painfully avoiding Ye Xuan’s eyes, not daring to meet his gaze again, even sulkingly hiding behind Qin Yitian, as if by doing so she could gain more security.

And Qin Yitian, once more turning her head, gave Ye Xuan a few glances, then lowered her head slightly, her voice as melodious as a mountain stream: "Meeting for the first time, if I have offended you, I hope you don’t mind."

"Meeting is fate, I’m not one to hold a grudge." Ye Xuan smiled faintly.

"Farewell."

Qin Yitian gave Ye Xuan a deep look, then no longer lingered, taking Yue’er with her as they left the bar.

Ye Xuan did not hold them back nor did he say anything more.

Once the figures of the two had completely disappeared, Ye Xuan lowered his eyes and let out a silent sigh of relief: "In this world, there truly are remarkable women like this..."

...

By this time, Qin Yitian and Yue’er had already walked a distance.

Yue’er was finally feeling relaxed, exhaling with relief, then said: "Yitian Jie, that person was so strange. When he looked at me, I felt like I was already dead!"

"If he intended to kill you, you would indeed be dead now," Qin Yitian said calmly.

Yue’er was taken aback: "So powerful? Even Yitian Jie, you can’t stop him?"

Qin Yitian pondered for a moment, then asked in return: "If Zhao Xunjian wanted to kill you in front of me, do you think I could stop him?"

"This..."

Upon hearing this, Yue’er paused, her pupils constricting, her face full of horror.

She knew well that if a top master like Zhao Xunjian wanted to kill her, even with Qin Yitian by her side, she certainly wouldn’t be able to prevent it.

It wasn’t that Qin Yitian is less than Zhao Xunjian, but when immortals fight, mortals suffer. In front of masters of their level, Yue’er was simply like an ant; killing her was as easy as flicking a finger unless there was a vast difference in strength, otherwise, she could not be protected.

In other words.

That young man just now, is actually a top master on the same level as Zhao Xunjian?

How old could he be?

Judging by his appearance, he might be even younger than Yitian Jie, isn’t that so?

Yue’er’s complexion turned pale, suddenly feeling both fortunate to have survived and extremely shocked: "Unbelievable, in this world there exists such an extraordinary man, who is he? At such an age, it’s simply monstrous, isn’t it?"

"The world is vast and full of wonders, there’s always such unparalleled talents that make people feel incredulous." Qin Yitian sighed softly, seeming to smile yet not: "Looking across both inside and outside the martial arts world, at this age, to have such strength, who else could it be but him?"

"Him?" Yue’er’s beautiful eyes shifted, then she was greatly shocked: "He is Ye Xuan?"

Qin Yitian smiled, saying nothing.

In her star-like bright eyes, a trace of curiosity appeared, along with some anticipation.

...

The people had already gone far, the fragrance lingered softly.

Ye Xuan stepped into Ye Xiaoying’s boudoir, immediately catching the faint fragrance left by the two women earlier, an alluring scent that pleased his heart.

"That masked woman, truly like a goddess descending from the heavens."

Ye Xuan smacked his lips, recalling the scene of their unexpected initial encounter outside, savoring it a bit.

That woman’s strength was unfathomable, her grace like an orchid. Even with a veil covering her face, concealing her true appearance, she still gave people a sense of being high above, something to be admired from afar but by no means desecrated, this was indeed quite rare.

She was a Goddess; a goddess differs vastly from a mere female deity.

Before this, Ye Xuan seemed to have felt such a goddess aura only from Lin Tong. As for Lin Jing and Liu Ying, although they were also extraordinarily beautiful, due to their personalities, they never evoked such a goddess-like sense of distance.

Coming back to himself, Ye Xuan casually closed the door and looked up to see Ye Xiaoying, that woman, sitting on the sofa eating an apple.

Ye Xuan pursed his lips, walking over, he asked casually: "Who were those two women just now? The one with the veil, she’s no ordinary talent."

Ye Xiaoying looked at Ye Xuan with charming eyes, said nonchalantly: "A tiger fallen from grace, now dogs bite it; aside from old acquaintances, who would think of coming to me now?"

Ye Xuan was taken aback by her words, feeling a vague sense of being reproached by Ye Xiaoying.

Come on, woman, I’m neither your husband nor your lover, visiting you here punctually every half month, isn’t that considerate enough?

With a rueful shrug, Ye Xuan said casually: "What old acquaintances? Old friends of the Ye Family?"

"Yes, old friends of the Ye Family."

Ye Xiaoying nodded, sighing faintly: "Her name is Qin Yitian, now making waves in the martial arts world, a prodigious woman of the heavens."

"She’s Qin Yitian?" Ye Xuan was surprised.

Ye Xiaoying glanced oddly at Ye Xuan: "Do you know her?"

"Not really," Ye Xuan caught himself, rubbed his nose, and said: "Just heard a fool mention last night, said her strength now is not beneath Zhao Xunjian."

Leng Qiufeng, receiving treatment in the hospital: Ye Xuan, you bastard, your whole family are fools!

"Indeed, for such a timeless genius, how could she still remain obscure in the martial arts world..." Ye Xiaoying became clear, a self-deprecating smirk appearing at her lips.

Ye Xuan squinted his eyes, knowing well that Ye Xiaoying was in anguish inside.

She, who was originally of astonishing talent, if everything had been normal, would certainly have become a peerless talent over the years. Alas, fate played its cruel game; the Zhao Family was meticulous, and they didn’t flinch even at leaving a deadly poison like Cold Poison even in a child like Ye Xiaoying.

With her bones slowly rotted away by the Cold Poison, it was indeed miraculous that she had even lived until now, much less hoped to become a top master.

Had it not been for her sheer willpower, she might have already taken her leave on the wind...

Ye Xuan sighed discreetly, then suddenly smiled and said: "Soon, it won’t be long before the Cold Poison within you is completely eradicated, and when that time comes, you’ll be free.