Rakish Little Immortal Doctor

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“So you’re a cultivator at the Fourth Level of the Qi Cultivation Realm,” Li Qianfan said with a smile.

Without a cultivator making a move or releasing True Qi fluctuations, it’s usually difficult to accurately judge their cultivation level.

But now, Jiang Chen had acted, injuring Chen Feng and the others. Moreover, when he attacked, he unleashed obvious True Qi fluctuations, which allowed Li Qianfan to easily discern his realm.

“Who are you?”

Jiang Chen frowned and looked toward Li Qianfan, his eyes revealing a trace of apprehension.

Just moments ago, he hadn’t thought much of Li Qianfan, deeming him unremarkable. But now, with Li Qianfan casually stating his cultivation level outright, Jiang Chen was forced to reconsider.

“I already mentioned—I’m Li Xiang, Miss Lin’s bodyguard,” Li Qianfan replied calmly.

“Kid, let me give you some advice: don’t trade your life for money,” Jiang Chen said, clutching his fists tightly.

“Perhaps I should be saying that to you,” Li Qianfan responded in an even tone.

“Since you’ve chosen death, don’t blame me for what’s about to happen!”

As soon as Jiang Chen finished speaking, he charged toward Li Qianfan with lightning speed. In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of him.

In that instant, Jiang Chen unleashed a double-fisted attack, his fists radiating a dense True Qi energy.

Clearly, this was a martial arts technique!

But Li Qianfan casually raised his right hand and blocked both of Jiang Chen’s attacks effortlessly.

With a gentle push, Jiang Chen staggered backward. Every step he took cracked the tiles beneath his feet!

“Qi Refining Realm Late Stage?”

Jiang Chen stared at Li Qianfan in shock, his face filled with disbelief.

Li Qianfan smiled slightly. “Still want to fight?”

Jiang Chen remained silent, but his body suddenly moved.

All at once, shadowy forms burst forth as Jiang Chen dashed toward Li Qianfan. His movements were erratic and difficult to predict.

This was obviously a speed-focused body technique.

Lin Jingying and Chen Feng were dazzled, unable to discern Jiang Chen’s exact position.

But Li Qianfan observed him clearly; to Li Qianfan’s eyes, Jiang Chen’s movements seemed as slow as a replayed video. No subtle gesture could escape him.

“Your skills are pathetic,” Li Qianfan said, shaking his head, his face full of disdain.

At that moment, Li Qianfan suddenly struck with a single punch, landing directly on Jiang Chen’s chest.

Blood sprayed from Jiang Chen’s mouth as his body flew backward!

Bam!

Jiang Chen crashed into a roadside wall, causing cracks to spread out in concentric circles. His face turned pale, and he gasped heavily for air.

“Who… who are you!”

Jiang Chen clutched his chest, his voice full of resentment, and he cast an angry look at Li Qianfan.

“I have no interest in answering your question,” Li Qianfan replied coldly.

“You just wait. This isn’t over. My boss will send stronger fighters after you!”

Jiang Chen struggled to stand and climbed into a nearby luxury car, which quickly sped away.

Meanwhile, Chen Feng and the others gritted their teeth and slowly got up, wincing from the pain.

Each of them felt deeply ashamed, but they now fully recognized Li Qianfan’s immense power.

Despite their numbers, none of them could defeat Jiang Chen. Yet Jiang Chen had been dispatched swiftly and decisively by Li Qianfan, who seemingly hadn’t even exerted his full strength.

The implications were abundantly clear!

“Mr. Li, you’re truly incredible. I’m totally convinced now.”

“Mr. Li is indeed amazing.”

“Mr. Li, we’ll follow you from now on.”

Chen Feng and the others approached Li Qianfan, their gazes filled with admiration.

Lin Jingying also looked at Li Qianfan in excitement, her flawless cheeks glowing with a rosy hue.

It turned out her decision to seek this man’s help was spot-on!

If not for him, she definitely wouldn’t have survived tonight’s ordeal!

“Basic technique, nothing special,” Li Qianfan joked as he turned to Lin Jingying. “Let’s head back to the hotel; it’s getting late. You’ve got rehearsals again tomorrow.”

“Alright,” Lin Jingying nodded promptly.

Then, she added, “Li Xiang, be careful. Zhao Changsheng won’t let this go easily. Jiang Chen may not be a match for you, but he will send someone even stronger.”

“Don’t worry. My sister and I are more than capable of protecting you,” Li Qianfan assured her.

Hearing that, Lin Jingying felt a surge of security.

As they walked, Li Qianfan asked, “Earlier, you mentioned Jiang Chen is one of Zhao Changsheng’s three trusted confidants. Are the other two also cultivators?”

“Yes.”

Lin Jingying paused briefly, then explained, “Zhao Changsheng has many subordinates, but only three qualify as confidants. Jiang Chen ranks third.”

“The second-ranked confidant is a lecherous-looking old man named Wang Hongyun. He’s skilled in poison techniques, capable of concocting various miraculous effects.”

“As for the top confidant, I don’t know much about him. All I know is that he’s incredibly mysterious and a bald, muscular man.”

Li Qianfan displayed a thoughtful expression.

After a moment, he chuckled and said, “It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter who Zhao Changsheng sends; none of them stand a chance.”

If anyone else had said this, Lin Jingying would’ve dismissed it as boasting.

But coming from Li Qianfan, she felt otherwise.

After all, the martial arts prowess Li Qianfan had displayed truly amazed her.

Upon returning to the hotel, Lin Jingying’s protector was Liu Ruyan.

With Liu Ruyan protecting her, things were even more convenient—they even shared the same bed. Such close-bodyguard protection naturally eliminated any potential issues.

The night passed without incident. The next morning, Lin Jingying once more joined Chen Feng and Li Qianfan as they headed toward Dadong City’s Central Grand Theater for rehearsal ahead of her upcoming concert.

Dahai City, a lavish estate.

A tall, overweight man with a beer belly was mounting a stunningly beautiful woman, raging in wild passion.

He was panting heavily, covered in sweat, his expression twisted—as if he wouldn’t rest until he utterly ravished the woman.

“Boss…! Please, slow down… It hurts… ahh… slower… “

“Shut up!”

The large man struck the beautiful woman’s face with a slap, then clenched her neck tightly, thrusting with ferocity.

No one knew how long the heated, violent night lasted before it finally ended. The bulky man contentedly dismounted from the woman, donned his robe, lit a cigarette, and took a deep drag, exhaling a cloud of smoke afterward.

The woman, however, remained motionless, her face displaying pain as she lay helpless on the couch, not daring to move an inch.

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