From Evil Sect Leader to Doctor

Chapter 672 - 642: Among Neighbors

In the open space ahead, a burly man was training the bodyguards. With skillful techniques, he disarmed his opponents with a slew of dazzling moves, knocking down both knife-wielding bodyguards to the ground.The man, named Che Shixiong, was the head of security for the Mingde Group. Judging from his performance just now, his skills were top-notch.

He greeted Wang Jiancheng with respect and said, "President Huang is at Wangyue Pavilion." As he spoke, he glanced at Xu Chunliang, who found no trace of goodwill in his gaze.

Wangyue Pavilion was the wooden kiosk not far away. In Xu Chunliang’s eyes, these so-called Korean traditional architectures were just crude imitations of Chinese buildings. Xu Chunliang didn’t mean to look down upon them, but the country’s extremely self-abasing yet arrogant contradictory nature was indeed hard to like.

Throughout a long history, it was just a vassal state of China. Only in the past few decades has it jumped on the fast track of high development and become conceited and arrogant, completely forgetting that it was still a small country without even sovereignty.

Inside Wangyue Pavilion, a middle-aged man in traditional Tang clothing was brewing tea with an iron kettle, and he was Mingde Group’s president, Huang Youlong.

Seeing Wang Jiancheng approaching, Huang Youlong stood up to greet him: "President Wang is here!" His Mandarin carried a strong Taiwan Island accent, related to his life experiences there in his youth, making his tone seem somewhat effeminate.

Wang Jiancheng introduced, "President Huang, this is Mr. Xu Chunliang."

Although already sixty, Huang Youlong was well-maintained, appearing just over forty, with black hair, a rosy complexion, and only faint wrinkles on his face. His demeanor was refined, and he greeted with a harmonious smile, extending his hand to Xu Chunliang: "I’m Huang Youlong, I’ve heard of your illustrious name for a long time, Mr. Xu."

"President Huang is too kind, I’m just an ordinary person, nothing famous." Xu Chunliang’s fame peaked because of a brawl that went viral online, but such fame ebbs and flows quickly, and now, a few months later, few people mention it.

Xu Chunliang shook hands with Huang Youlong, assessing this long-time nemesis of the Xu Family. Time can change everything; the boy who once faced annihilation had now transformed into the president of the largest medical group on the Peninsula, certainly having endured much hardship along the way.

If Huang Youlong hadn’t actively sought revenge, Xu Chunliang could have let go of the old enmity since it was Huang Youlong’s father who committed the sins, and Zhou Renhe already retaliated in an extreme way, leaving both families heavily scarred.

Zhou Renhe revealed this ancient grievance to Xu Chunliang only because he discovered Huang Youlong was staging a comeback, targeting Huichun Hall for revenge. With Huang Youlong’s current power, let alone Huichun Hall, even Renhe Hall was not his match. Approaching the end of his life, Zhou Renhe, after much contemplation, could only pin his hopes on his grandson, Xu Chunliang, to protect the Xu Family and defend Huichun Hall.

Huang Youlong invited them to sit and poured them each a cup of freshly brewed Old Bai Tea.

Xu Chunliang sniffed the tea’s aroma and remarked, "Your country drinks white tea too?"

Huang Youlong laughed, "Let me first introduce myself, I am a Chinese-Korean."

Xu Chunliang said, "No wonder, I was just saying South Koreans couldn’t possibly understand our tea culture. Are you Xian Clan? How did you end up choosing such a tiny country?"

Wang Jiancheng cleared his throat dryly; Xu Chunliang was too blunt.

Huang Youlong replied, "In Eastern culture, Chinese culture is revered. Although I am Korean by nationality, I am also a descendant of Yan and Huang, a descendant of the dragon. Mr. Xu, I hope you don’t see me through tinted glasses?"

Wang Jiancheng quickly mediated, "We are all family."

Xu Chunliang asked, "Mr. Huang, what guidance do you have for inviting me today?"

Huang Youlong said, "I heard Mr. Xu is the heir of Dongzhou’s Huichun Hall?"

Xu Chunliang nodded, "Could it be that President Huang has been to Dongzhou?" He was well aware that Huang Youlong had not only been there but had also lived there as a child.

Huang Youlong said, "I was born in Dongzhou!"

To Xu Chunliang, this was no surprise, but Wang Jiancheng was taken aback. Before inviting Huang Youlong to treat his father’s illness, he had certainly investigated this person’s information, but all data showed that Huang Youlong was born on Taiwan Island, yet here was Huang Youlong himself admitting he was born in Dongzhou.

Xu Chunliang feigned surprise, "Are you joking, Mr. Huang?"

Huang Youlong stated in perfect Dongzhou dialect, "I am from Dongzhou Bell Tower District, left my hometown at the age of seven. When I lived in Dongzhou, you hadn’t been born yet."

Xu Chunliang said, "In this case, we are fellow townsmen?"

Huang Youlong laughed, "Naturally, we are fellow townsmen. By the way, I also knew your grandfather."

Xu Chunliang said, "My grandfather never mentioned you."

Huang Youlong said, "He probably wouldn’t tell you about it, but if you ask him if there was ever a neighbor named Huang, he would remember."

Wang Jiancheng glanced at Xu Chunliang and then at Huang Youlong. Due to social etiquette, he had invited Xu Chunliang here, but he didn’t expect the two to have a past connection. Listening to their conversation, Wang Jiancheng sensed the atmosphere between them was slightly off.

Xu Chunliang asked, "Why did President Huang leave Dongzhou?"

Huang Youlong replied, "If it wasn’t absolutely necessary, who would willingly leave their hometown? I originally had a wonderful family, but suddenly one day, all eleven members of my family were poisoned and killed, and in a single day, I lost all my loved ones."

Wang Jiancheng was shocked internally. Huang Youlong had such a tragic experience, but why would he reveal this in front of Xu Chunliang? Could it be related to the Xu Family?

Xu Chunliang said, "That’s truly unfortunate. President Huang, surviving such a calamity must mean future blessings await."

Huang Youlong stated, "Medicine can save lives or kill, but I always believe in a doctor’s benevolence. No matter what happens, a doctor should never use their expertise to harm or kill. Do you agree?"

Xu Chunliang replied, "That depends on who it is. If faced with a murderous demon, saving him might lead to more harm to others. Would you save him or not?"

Huang Youlong said, "I am a doctor. I am not a policeman or a judge. I have no authority to convict this person. If such a situation arose, I would save him and hand him over to the law for judgment."

Xu Chunliang responded, "President Huang, you draw a clear distinction. If it were me, I’d definitely not save him."

Huang Youlong said to Wang Jiancheng, "President Wang, please have a seat. I’d like to show Mr. Xu something."

Wang Jiancheng nodded. At this moment, a beautiful woman in traditional Korean attire entered the pavilion, brewing tea for Wang Jiancheng and accompanying him in conversation. Xu Chunliang felt she was indeed beautiful but, unfortunately, her face was full of high-tech modifications, like a mass-produced product, lacking any memorable features. This could be considered a specialty of their country.

Huang Youlong gestured for Xu Chunliang to follow, and they both stood up. The wooden pavilion was connected to the building behind it by a corridor. Walking barefoot on the corridor, a sound like the chirping of birds emanated from beneath their feet.

Huang Youlong explained, this is called a nightingale floor, inspired by Kyoto Nijo Castle. If ninjas were to invade, stepping on it would create noise. Of course, modern security systems have made such floors more ornamental than functional; walking on it feels like strolling through a forest, with each step like a bird’s melodious song.

Xu Chunliang noticed surveillance cameras in almost every corner of the building’s interior, with no blind spots whatsoever.

Entering the east building, the air was filled with a strong medicinal fragrance. In the pharmacy they passed, several women in Korean attire were brewing medicine.

Further ahead, on a tatami mat, lay a man with his upper body bare, his back covered with numerous needles at important acupuncture points. The elderly man administering the acupuncture was Lu Taiyin, the chief Korean physician of the Mingde Group.

Huang Youlong entered the room, Xu Chunliang followed, recognizing the person receiving the treatment as Li Changmin. No wonder he hadn’t contacted them recently for an antidote exchange with dragon bones; it appeared they were trying to detoxify by themselves.

Huang Youlong turned his gaze to Li Changmin and softly said, "He is my wife’s nephew."

Xu Chunliang thought to himself, so Huang Youlong is Li Changmin’s uncle by marriage. If he can neutralize the Five Poison Heart Attack Pill, it proves that Huang Youlong and his team are quite skilled.

Huang Youlong turned to Xu Chunliang and said, "Even if he wronged you, he didn’t commit a major crime. Your punishment is already sufficient. Poisoning him repeatedly, how could that be the action of a healer?"

Xu Chunliang smiled and said, "Why would President Huang say such a thing? Who said I poisoned him? You can’t accuse without evidence."

Huang Youlong calmly looked at Xu Chunliang and said, "Mr. Xu, do you dare to do it but not admit to it?"

Xu Chunliang replied, "Li Changmin has poor character and despicable methods. With his behavior, it’s already a miracle he’s still alive. Many people want revenge on him, so why specifically blame me?"

Huang Youlong nodded and said, "The first poison he was afflicted with was called the Five Poison Heart Attack Pill."

Xu Chunliang looked at Huang Youlong with a smile. He had already told Li Changmin the name of the poison, so it was no surprise that Huang Youlong could mention it. However, being able to neutralize the Five Poison Heart Attack Pill proves he has some understanding of the ’Poison Sutra.’ It seems the ’Poison Sutra’ hasn’t been lost. Little did Huang Youlong know he was facing a master of poisons.

Huang Youlong asked, "Where exactly did you get those poisons?"

Xu Chunliang replied, "I have no idea what you’re talking about."

He bent down to observe Li Changmin.

Huang Youlong said, "The poison in his body has been cleared. I didn’t invite you here to ask for your help in detoxifying him. Old enmities should be resolved, not prolonged. I hope this matter ends here. If it happens again, we’ll involve the police."

Xu Chunliang detected a note of threat in his words and laughed, "Since President Huang said so, I’ll respect you. From now on, let’s not interfere with each other’s affairs. If anyone oversteps, don’t blame me for ignoring neighborhood ties."

Xu Chunliang was definitely not yielding. Huang Youlong’s large-scale setup in the mainland is not merely to make money. According to Zhou Renhe, Huang Youlong’s true intent is revenge. Last time, Huichun Hall was framed, and it was Huang Youlong’s doing.