Supreme Divine Physician in the City Chapter 1667: A Den of Snakes and Rats

The darkness stretched in all directions as if this area had been utterly forgotten by the world, desolate, eerie, and frightening.

But how could those hidden masters in the dark escape Ye Xuan’s perception?

Of course, Ye Xuan wouldn’t expose them.

Since they decided to put on a show, naturally, they had to perform to the end with dedication.

Ye Xuan made a somewhat startled expression, timidly looking at Chang Guchuan and said, "Mr. Chang Guchuan, this... this place is too intimidating, isn’t it? I’ve heard that your Northern Federation ghost movies are excellent. The materials for those movies couldn’t possibly be taken from real life, could they?"

"Mr. Ye Xuan, you’re funny. Where in the world would there be ghosts?" Chang Guchuan laughed heartily, "It’s really surprising that someone of your distinguished status is still so timid and fearful."

"In Yan Country, we often say that if you do nothing wrong, you won’t fear ghosts knocking at your door. It’s not because I’ve done too many wrong things." Ye Xuan laughed awkwardly.

"Hahaha, Mr. Ye Xuan is indeed humorous!" Chang Guchuan laughed, "Alright, with me here, you don’t need to be afraid. Let’s go home."

"Sure, let’s go home," Ye Xuan nodded, looking very compliant.

Chang Guchuan squinted his eyes, snickering to himself.

What a peerless genius, what an unparalleled talent?

Such a joke!

Throughout the journey, Chang Guchuan even couldn’t help but doubt how the much-exaggerated Ye Xuan by the outside world managed to survive until today.

The heating in the car was poisoned, and he didn’t notice.

Bring him to such a ghostly place where there’s clearly an ambush, yet he still didn’t realize.

When he dies here later, won’t he still have to thank me for sending him off?

Truly... an idiot!

Chang Guchuan chuckled coldly a few times quietly, almost dismissing Ye Xuan entirely, so he was too lazy to say much more.

After leading Ye Xuan into the abandoned factory, Chang Guchuan stopped, clapping his hands.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

The crisp and loud clapping sound echoed and resonated continuously in the empty factory.

Chang Guchuan shouted loudly in the Northern Federation language, "Brothers, come out. Someone traveled all the way from Yan Country to die!"

Swish, swish, swish!

Immediately, a shrill gust of wind sounded in the pitch-black factory, and in just a moment, Ye Xuan was surrounded by dozens of warrior figures.

A murderous aura surged skywards!

Seeing this scene, Ye Xuan was stunned for a long moment, then his face turned pale. He looked at Chang Guchuan in astonishment, "Mr. Chang Guchuan, what... what do you mean by this?"

"What do I mean?" Chang Guchuan shrugged, his face full of ridicule, "Isn’t it obvious? We are going to kill you."

"Kill me? Why do you want to kill me?" Ye Xuan asked incredulously.

"Why kill you? Because you meddle too much!" Chang Guchuan snorted coldly, "Originally, we just wanted to kidnap that useless Chiba Kenichi to force out Chiba Sakurako, but then you came here to die. If we don’t kill you, should we wait for you to help Chiba Sakurako kill us?"

"You guys?" Ye Xuan was shocked, "You... you and the Sword God Association are colluding, birds of a feather?"

Chang Guchuan sneered, "You realize it now, but it’s already too late!"

"Why?" Ye Xuan asked angrily, "Why are you doing this? Chiba Kenichi told me you were the Sword God’s best friend when alive. Why would you betray him?"

"As you Yan Country people say, indeed, those near cinnabar become red, those near ink become black. Chiba Kenichi is a foolish and naive waste. Are you, an adult, equally dim-witted?"

Chang Guchuan kept sneering, "Indeed, I was the Sword God’s best friend when he was alive, but why was I his best friend? Because he was the Sword God.

Now, he has turned to ashes. Do old friendships feed you?

Because he was the Sword God, I befriended him, and now there’s about to be a second Sword God, Uedoban Hong. Shouldn’t I hurry to befriend Uedoban Hong?"

"You..." Ye Xuan was furious, "You’re despicable and shameless!"

"Despicable and shameless?" Chang Guchuan mocked, "This is a world where the weak are preys to the strong. The winners are righteous!"

"Win?" Ye Xuan said with a stern face, "Even the Sword God couldn’t beat me with a single sword. How will you all win against me? As long as I’m alive, when I find Chiba Sakurako, you will all be trembling!"

"Is that so?" Chang Guchuan played it off with a laugh.

"Of course!" Ye Xuan said with confidence, "I am Heaven’s favored, unbeaten in the world. Didn’t you know?"

Laughter burst out loud.

Not only Chang Guchuan, but also those stern-faced black-clad samurai couldn’t help but burst into laughter at Ye Xuan, making the scene exceedingly mocking.

They suspected Ye Xuan was an imbecile.

The way he spoke was like an imbecile!

And Ye Xuan had a childlike expression, "Why are you laughing? Isn’t that true?"

"Yes, of course, it is!"

Chang Guchuan stopped laughing and looked at Ye Xuan deeply, "You are indeed an unparalleled genius, but no matter how powerful you are, you’re just a person. Aren’t all humans afraid of being outsmarted? Do you have a body immune to all poisons?"

"Immune to all poisons?" Ye Xuan was taken aback.

"You’ve already been poisoned!" Chang Guchuan said harshly, "Just now, the car heater was mixed with Soul Fragrance, the Northern Federation’s number one strange poison, killing people without them even knowing. Within two minutes, you’ll have a reaction, and by then, you’ll lose all combat ability!"

"Soul Fragrance?" Ye Xuan was shocked, "You’re so vicious!"

"Hmph, the victor is king!" Chang Guchuan’s face turned gruesome as he looked at Ye Xuan with extreme malice, speaking coldly, "Kid, it’s time for you to hit the road!"

The moment he finished speaking.

Swish!

In that moment, Chang Guchuan’s aged hand produced an incredibly sharp dagger, and without another word, slashed towards Ye Xuan’s throat.

As a poison master, his sense of timing was excellent.

Chang Guchuan calculated the time, and by now, even if Ye Xuan hadn’t fully succumbed to the poison, his strength had already drastically decreased, unable to defend against such a vicious and sudden attack neatly.

This Yan Country kid was already dead!

Yet, in the next second.

Chang Guchuan’s expression changed dramatically.

In the blink of an eye, it seemed as if everything had changed!

When Chang Guchuan drew his dagger, he could almost envision Ye Xuan dying in a pool of blood, his face filled with unwillingness and anger.

Recently renowned far and wide, the peerless genius who killed the Sword God with a single sword, dying in Chang Guchuan’s hands. What glory such an achievement would bring?

Even though Chang Guchuan was well past fifty, thinking about this still excited him.

However.

The ideal was too full, reality too skinny!

Chang Guchuan didn’t even know what happened, only aware that when the dagger in his hand was about to cut through Ye Xuan’s carotid artery...

His hand, holding the dagger, suddenly lost all feeling.

Chang Guchuan was astounded and looked down, only to find his broad, familiar palm had fallen to the ground!

From his wrist, blood spurted like a fountain!