Supreme Divine Physician in the City Chapter 1640: Zhao Family’s Eldest Young Master

"A simp? How can this be considered simping?"

Leng Qiufeng immediately retorted, "This is admiration, longing! Do you know what kind of person Qin Yitian is? I went through a lot to get these tickets, wouldn’t it be a shame if I missed something?"

"There are still two hours to go, what could you possibly miss?" Ye Xuan was at a loss for words.

"That’s true, but..." Leng Qiufeng thought for a moment but didn’t say more. "Forget it, forget it, you, a peerless genius, wouldn’t understand this feeling. I can’t be bothered to explain!"

Ye Xuan shrugged. He truly didn’t understand this feeling. After all, when it came to Qin Yitian, he had cheated a bit and already met her once.

"But today, the crowd in this stadium is truly a mix of people."

Leng Qiufeng glanced around and suddenly said quietly, "As far as I know, at today’s concert, not only does it gather people from all walks of life from the secular world, but many from the Martial Arts world have come as well. Even the eldest young master of the Zhao Family, Zhao Zongsheng, is here!"

"Zhao Zongsheng?" Ye Xuan squinted his eyes. "The son of Zhao Xunjian?"

"That’s him!" Leng Qiufeng said seriously, "Zhao Zongsheng wasn’t originally talented, but he benefited from having a powerful father. Over the years, he’s been enlightened and has grown rapidly. Even within the Zhao Family, he is among the top three masters.

A while back, Zhao Yunhai, who died at your hands, seemed to have sparred with Zhao Zongsheng, but he couldn’t last a hundred moves before he was defeated!

Although there might be some exaggeration, Zhao Yunhai certainly showed him some leniency too. Yet, it still demonstrates that Zhao Zongsheng is no simple character. His sudden appearance at Qin Yitian’s concert, his intentions are unclear."

"Could a weasel really have good intentions when paying respects to a chicken?" Ye Xuan chuckled dismissively. Then he stopped talking and stepped into the stadium.

Qin Yitian’s concert might be unclear to the secular world, but in the Martial Arts world, it was well-known that she was looking for her beloved.

If her beloved were in the Martial Arts world, she might not appear in the secular world at all.

In essence, Qin Yitian’s concert was practically of no allure to the Martial Arts world. At most, a few people who liked music might come and have a look out of boredom.

Besides, the Zhao Family and Zhengyang Sect were at odds. As Zhao Xunjian’s son, Zhao Zongsheng’s sudden appearance was definitely not without ulterior motives.

"Geniuses are often envied. Qin Yitian seems to be in quite a bit of trouble too."

Ye Xuan couldn’t help but laugh twice.

Soon, Ye Xuan and Leng Qiufeng together took big strides into the stadium.

By this time, the enormous stadium was already packed with a sea of people. Looking around, the scene was astounding, with hardly an empty seat in a row.

These seats clearly symbolized status too.

The seats closest to the front were mostly occupied by people in long gowns and long hair, obviously from the Martial Arts world. Slightly further back were notable figures in Yan Country, like Leng Qiufeng, who had prestigious backgrounds.

As for those who appeared high and mighty in the eyes of ordinary people, they could only sit in rows furthest from the stage, a situation that drew sighs.

No matter where they sat, anyone present was either wealthy or noble.

Today, the atmosphere in this stadium was one of grandeur!

Ye Xuan and Leng Qiufeng took their seats, seated around people Ye Xuan found familiar, mostly those he had seen at Wang Shaoyang’s engagement party.

Seeing these people again, Ye Xuan couldn’t help but smile. Unknowingly, some time had passed since Wang Shaoyang’s death...

When these people saw Ye Xuan, their faces changed slightly, especially one playboy sitting beside Ye Xuan, who turned pale, wishing he could switch seats immediately.

Seeing this, Leng Qiufeng couldn’t help but click his tongue. "What’s wrong with you all? This is my brother-in-law, not a ghost!"

"Big Brother Leng, every family has its troubles, you know!"

A pretty woman sitting next to Leng Qiufeng cast a casual glance at the front rows.

Leng Qiufeng glanced up and suddenly noticed that several people from the Martial Arts world in the front rows were staring in their direction. Leading them was a handsome young man.

Compared to Leng Qiufeng, Ye Xuan had sensed this scene earlier, and he couldn’t help but curl his lips, looking at the young man with interest.

This young man, with sword-like eyebrows and sharp eyes, revealed an extreme sense of danger through his body, even without any expressions or movements. It was evident that he was a master swordsman.

"The Zhao Family’s Void Spirit Sword, this guy has probably honed it to around eighty percent?"

Ye Xuan squinted slightly, surprised. Such Sword Qi made it easy to deduce that this man, who stared at him the moment he sat down, was indeed Zhao Xunjian’s son, Zhao Zongsheng!

Judging by his aura, he clearly surpassed Zhao Yunhai, yet there was a faint sense of emptiness. Evidently, Zhao Zongsheng’s cultivation today was inseparable from the Zhao Family’s abundant resources.

Their eyes met.

The surrounding air seemed to drop several degrees in coldness at that moment.

The aristocratic youths seated near Ye Xuan shivered under Zhao Zongsheng’s gaze, almost wishing to scream on the spot, as they were not on friendly terms with Ye Xuan.

Indeed, Ye Xuan was powerful, a peerless genius, but so what?

No matter how powerful he was or how many unbelievable victories he’d had, could he really stand against the mighty Zhao Family or withstand the entire Martial Arts world, which controlled Yan Country’s lifeline?

The disparity was self-evident!

If the Zhao Family and Martial Arts world didn’t exist, their attitude towards Ye Xuan would be completely different at this moment...

For a long time.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, with many around them feeling suffocated.

At this point.

Zhao Zongsheng suddenly gave a wicked smile, took a deep look at Ye Xuan, and then turned his head away.

The heavy, oppressive atmosphere finally eased.

"When immortals fight, mortals suffer!"

Several aristocratic youths secretly marveled, wiping a cold sweat, only silently praying that they would become Qin Yitian’s beloved. That way, they could rise like dragons and, at the very least, no longer fear Zhao Zongsheng and Ye Xuan so much.

Leng Qiufeng, however, didn’t think much of it. After Zhao Zongsheng looked away, he leaned over and whispered into Ye Xuan’s ear, complaining, "That guy is Zhao Zongsheng, arrogant, right? If I didn’t think he was amazing, I’d deal with him in no time!"

Ye Xuan smiled lightly. "You can say that out loud."

Leng Qiufeng shrank his neck and immediately fell silent.