Supreme Divine Physician in the City Chapter 1782 - 1783: No Confidence?

He suddenly felt somewhat at a loss for words, and increasingly sensed that he couldn’t see through the young man before him.

Upon their first meeting, he merely thought Ye Xuan possessed the Heavenly Medical Technique and was a youthful hero.

But not long after, he realized Ye Xuan’s wisdom and maturity far exceeded the constraints of age, his abilities astonishing and transcendent, worthy of being called a wonder.

At present, he further discerned that Ye Xuan was simply not someone they should encounter at their level; even if they were fortunate, they could only admire him from afar.

Ever since they met, how could Old Li not recognize that his attitude towards Ye Xuan had changed time and again?

From friendliness, to respect.

From respect, to awe.

From awe, to admiration!

This is human nature, Old Li found it unsurprising and didn’t think poorly of himself for it; after all, the world is ultimately governed by strength.

But what astonished him was that Ye Xuan’s attitude towards him had remained unchanged from beginning to end.

Respect where it was due, indifference if he chose to ignore.

What kind of heart was this?

Old Li had encountered countless people in his life, yet such a marvel as Ye Xuan was simply unheard of!

"Such a genius youth is hard to find through the ages!"

Old Li marvelled from the bottom of his heart, knowing Ye Xuan was only just over twenty, while some spent several lifetimes without acquiring such cultivation!

And, he possessed invincible strength, heavenly medical skills, and such extraordinary wisdom.

All-rounded, perfect!

Reflecting on how the Li Family had risked great pressure to fully support Ye Xuan’s decision not long ago, Old Li almost wanted to laugh.

His life was one of unparalleled glory and illustrious military achievements.

Yet compared to this decision, all of his life’s innovations combined were hardly worth mentioning!

Life is like gambling.

If you bet right, the future is bright.

If you bet wrong, it’s all over.

This truth is all the more relevant for Clans at the level of the Li Family.

At this moment, Old Li almost wanted to laugh aloud at the sky.

He bet right!!

No.

It should be said, he bet mostly right, because the outcome hasn’t truly unfolded.

Shifting his gaze, Old Li solemnly looked at Ye Xuan and, pondering for a moment, asked, "The Martial Arts Tournament is approaching, Brother Ye, do you have any plans?"

"Do I have plans? Old Li knows quite well, doesn’t he?" Ye Xuan smiled faintly.

Old Li raised an eyebrow, "You really intend to go?"

Ye Xuan, "Indeed, I intend to go."

Old Li said deeply: "This year’s Martial Arts Tournament is significantly different from past ones; given recent events, by then, forces like the Zhao Family, Qingcheng Mountain, Miaofa Association, and Ghost King Valley will inevitably be watching you closely, making it highly dangerous for you."

Ye Xuan chuckled silently, not confirming or denying.

Seeing this, Old Li was stunned; facing such a scenario, Ye Xuan remained completely unafraid?

Old Li furrowed his brow, deeply scrutinizing Ye Xuan, "Young Brother Ye, could you tell us how much confidence you have in this fight?"

"Confidence?" Ye Xuan tilted his head in thought for a while before laughing and shaking his head: "No confidence."

"No confidence?"

Upon hearing this, not only was Old Li’s granddaughter surprised, but Liu Ying’s expression also changed.

No confidence, yet still going?

Is this Ye Xuan’s style?

Before they could regain their composure, Ye Xuan poured each of the trio a cup of tea and cheerfully said, "Today’s scene is beautiful; let’s not talk more about grim and bloody topics, let’s enjoy tea."

Li Xiyuan furrowed her brows, about to speak.

Ye Xuan had no confidence, yet was still going—that was simply seeking death, as an ally, she felt she had to dissuade him.

But before she could open her mouth, Old Li came back to his senses, glared at Li Xiyuan, indicating she shouldn’t speak further.

Li Xiyuan was taken aback, feeling very puzzled.

Currently, the Li Family was already standing with Ye Xuan on the same front; if Ye Xuan perished on the battlefield, the Li Family was not far from extinction, didn’t Grandfather understand this?

Nevertheless, despite her doubts, receiving Old Li’s gaze, Li Xiyuan could only suppress her confusion and remain silent.

Enjoying tea.

...

A pot of tea, savored by four.

That savoring lasted the whole morning.

Outside the window, the chaotic drifting snow finally ceased, leaving behind a thick white layer that seemed to emit a faint glow, exceptionally beautiful.

Ye Xuan glanced out the window, smiling as he said: "That seems to be all for today; I’ve got a flight at three in the afternoon, need to take a trip back to the East Sea."

Old Li courteously asked: "Not staying at the Li Family for a few days?"

Ye Xuan laughed dryly, "I would love to, but my strength doesn’t allow it."

Old Li was at a loss, what did he mean?

Li Xiyuan’s face inevitably turned red.

This guy actually knew shame? When he made many of the Li Family members dare not live near him, how was he not at all embarrassed then?

Old Li came back to his senses, naturally not forcing him to stay. "If that’s the case, let Xiya send you off, my old bones won’t be going, otherwise any accident might become a bother."

Ye Xuan smiled: "Farewell."

With those words, Ye Xuan stood up and left with Liu Ying.

Old Li rose and escorted Ye Xuan to the door.

Ye Xuan already set foot on the snow ground, gradually fading away.

Li Xiyuan was wrapped in a mink coat, yet didn’t immediately follow.

Once Ye Xuan had walked far, Li Xiyuan looked to Old Li, quietly asking: "Grandfather, why didn’t you let me dissuade him?"

Old Li laughed, "Dissuade him of what?"

Li Xiyuan said: "He has no confidence, yet wants to participate in the Martial Arts Tournament; should we really let him recklessly act?"

Old Li couldn’t help but glance at Li Xiyuan, then shook his head with a sigh: "You child, are still far too immature."

"Immature?" Li Xiyuan asked bewilderedly, frowning in confusion, "Xiyuan doesn’t understand, Grandfather please enlighten me."

"Your lack of confidence and his lack of confidence are two different matters." Old Li explained.

"Two different matters?" Li Xiyuan still didn’t comprehend.

Old Li smiled, gazing far at Ye Xuan’s silhouette, repeatedly marveling: "Your lack of confidence is thinking he’d die on the battlefield, yet his lack of confidence is because he believes that the mere Martial Arts...isn’t worthy of him engaging in confidence!"

Li Xiyuan was stunned.

...

In the luxurious Lincoln limousine.

Ye Xuan sat on the couch, occupied with tinkering on his phone, face full of frustration upon seeing it hadn’t updated today.

Seated opposite him, Li Xiyuan noticed the frustration on his face, her mind swirling with thoughts, unable to comprehend.

Li Xiyuan considered herself a prominent figure; despite her young age, what she’s seen and heard has already surpassed most people’s lifetime, otherwise she wouldn’t have organized the massive Li Family so well.

Yet the young man before her, she just couldn’t decipher.

In fact, the more she looked, the more exaggerated, and the more she couldn’t see through.

Could you say he is a street rogue, a thug? Yet he possesses formidable strength, to the extent that the entire Martial Arts is barely noteworthy in his eyes.

Or is he akin to a War God, high and mighty seeking defeat? Yet he’s mystifying, every act like a commoner, even more unrefined—as seen in those images he’s scrolling through, what on earth are they?

How could a person be so exceedingly complex?

At times unattainably distant, at times downright contemptible...