Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Lin Shuqing still remembered that when she was eighteen, her grandparents arranged a marriage for her.

Because the Jiewu Palace was in decline and struggling to find a suitable Witch Master, it needed to find a powerful ally to depend on in order to survive.

And the Qingyao Sect, one of the most powerful Martial Artist influences, became the most suitable choice for Jiewu Palace.

At that time, Lin Shuqing’s grandmother was the Palace Master. Considering the future of Jiewu Palace, she allied with the Qingyao Sect and strongly facilitated the marriage between Lin Shuqing and Fang Xing.

But later, the old Palace Master passed away, and Lin Shuqing succeeded her as Palace Master. No one in Jiewu Palace mentioned the marriage again, and it seemed that the Qingyao Sect had also forgotten about it, so the matter was left unresolved.

But Lin Shuqing never expected that today, the Young Master of Jiewu Palace, her nominal fiancé, would suddenly come looking for her!

She was at a loss for a moment.

In the silence.

The young man in a suit stood up from the sofa, secretly observing Lin Shuqing, and was immediately struck, unable to look away.

Her peerlessly beautiful face, tall and graceful figure, and elegant and noble demeanor left a lasting impression.

The man’s desire to conquer soared to the utmost at that instant.

If he could get such an extraordinary beauty into bed and train her, how wonderful life would be?

”Palace Master Lin, I’ve long admired your name.”

Fang Xing smiled as he directly approached Lin Shuqing, sparing no compliments: ”Seeing your beauty today, I realize Palace Master Lin is even more stunning than I imagined, truly a beauty that puts the moon to shame.”

As he spoke, he glanced at Sun Zhe beside Lin Shuqing, his eyes carrying a hint of disdain.

In his mind, Sun Zhe was probably just a little bodyguard by Palace Master Lin’s side.

In fact, Fang Xing had heard people in the sect talk about Lin Shuqing, saying that the little Palace Master of Jiewu Palace had the beauty of a goddess, but unfortunately, she was mute and couldn’t speak.

And as the Young Master of the prestigious Qingyao Sect, how could he marry a disabled person?

That’s why the marriage was never mentioned.

But not long ago, he heard that Lin Shuqing’s voice had been cured; it was pleasant and melodious like a golden oriole out of a valley.

Feeling intrigued, he ended his seclusion early to personally visit Laiyang City and see his beautiful fiancée.

Now that he saw Lin Shuqing in person, he felt this trip was truly worthwhile!

As he was immersed in thoughts, fantasizing about the beautiful scene of the Palace Master of Jiewu Palace being tamed by him, Sun Zhe suddenly spoke: ”Shuqing, do you know this Mr. Fang?”

”I haven’t heard you mention him before.”

Facing Sun Zhe’s inquiry, Lin Shuqing suddenly felt a bit nervous, unsure of how to explain to Sun Zhe.

She knew Sun Zhe; with his temper, if he found out Fang Xing was her fiancé, something she didn’t want to happen would surely occur.

Unexpectedly, Fang Xing spoke up: ”I suppose I am her fiancé, just that I’ve been busy with seclusion these years, and only now had time to come find her.”

”Fiancé?”

Hearing this, Sun Zhe frowned, a hint of hostility flashing in his eyes.

After Mrs. Liu mentioned Fang Xing was the Young Master of Qingyao Sect earlier, he was already displeased with Fang Xing, and now hearing Fang Xing was Lin Shuqing’s fiancé, he felt even more annoyed.

Random nobodies, thinking they can claim his woman?

”Mr. Fang, sorry, I am the Witch Master of Jiewu Palace.”

Sun Zhe spoke without any courtesy, meanwhile wrapping an arm around Lin Shuqing’s fragrant shoulder, smiling at Fang Xing with eyes full of provocation.

”Shuqing is now my Dao companion.”

Upon hearing this, Fang Xing’s face turned cold, a powerful True Qi erupting from his body.

From childhood till now, everyone had followed his lead, and now, suddenly being stepped on by some young brat from nowhere, how could he tolerate it?

”Kid, do you know who I am?”

Sun Zhe smiled indifferently, ”Didn’t Mrs. Liu just say, the Young Master of Qingyao Sect.”

Fang Xing’s tone grew steely: ”Since you know my identity, how dare you act presumptuously in front of me?”

”Take your filthy hand off Palace Master Lin!”

Sun Zhe chuckled, dutifully withdrawing his hand from Lin Shuqing’s fragrant shoulder.

”Snap!”

However, immediately after, his hand swiftly struck out like lightning, landing a steady slap on Fang Xing’s face.

The air suddenly grew silent.

Lin Shuqing and Mrs. Liu widened their eyes in disbelief at Sun Zhe.

Fang Xing also stared dumbfoundedly at Sun Zhe, bewildered by the slap.

No one had ever dared act disrespectfully toward him, let alone lay a hand on him, especially not slapping him!

Even those elders in the sect responsible for his training spoke cautiously while treating him courteously, never daring to be heavy-handed.

”You... you dare hit me?”

”Snap!”

Sun Zhe couldn’t be bothered with words, backhanding another slap across his face.

When it came to the Qingyao Sect, especially those like Fang Xing intending to make a move on Lin Shuqing, Sun Zhe truly couldn’t even pretend politeness.

He thought there was no need to act courteously with people like Fang Xing.

”You, a junior, dare act up before me, the Witch Master, and what if I hit you? If you have the skill, hit back!”

”You scum, go to hell!”

Fang Xing, enraged beyond tolerance, released a surge of True Qi and threw a fierce punch toward Sun Zhe.

However, just as he struck, his seemingly unstoppable fist was casually and firmly caught by Sun Zhe.

The fist, full of power, couldn’t advance in the slightest upon Sun Zhe’s palm.

For Fang Xing was only in the early stage of the Nascent Soul Realm.

While Sun Zhe had already reached the Nascent Soul Realm Great Perfection!

Though Fang Xing was furious, he couldn’t compensate for the absolute disparity in strength!

And through this punch, Fang Xing instantly realized that Sun Zhe’s cultivation level was far superior to his own.

If he continued to fight, it would only bring humiliation upon himself.

So he withdrew his fist, glaring angrily at Lin Shuqing, asking: ”Palace Master Lin, what do you mean? Do you intend to ruin my Qingyao Sect’s marriage?”

Sun Zhe scoffed, ”Who’s threatened by you throwing around the name ’Qingyao Sect’ like some big deal?”

Lin Shuqing felt somewhat helpless inside; never did she expect that Sun Zhe would physically strike Fang Xing, but now that it had come to this point, she could only firmly stand by Sun Zhe’s side, unwilling to cower back.

She looked at Fang Xing with a blank expression, saying lightly: ”Young Master Fang, please return. I won’t see you off, as I still have important matters to attend to.”

”As for the marriage you mentioned, it was merely a joke by past elders at a banquet; I wasn’t present, so it doesn’t count.”

”Fine, fine, fine...”

Fang Xing laughed in anger, repeating fine several times, his lungs nearly exploding with rage.

He suddenly pointed angrily at Sun Zhe, ”Kid, I will remember these two slaps today!”

”So-called Witch Master, in the end, just a cauldron these women of Jiewu Palace use to mask their dissolute hearts!”

With that, he grabbed the bags of valuable gifts he brought and left without looking back.

He came full of expectation, yet left brimming with repressed shame and anger.

”Jiewu Palace, right?”

”Just wait!”

”Soon, it will be the end for Jiewu Palace!”

”...”