Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

That evening, after Sun Zhe reported his leave to Zhu Yan and Ye Qiao, he set off for the airport with Qing Kui.

Before leaving, he went to see Gu Lingxue once more, and managed to get a few off-road vehicles from her, which he threw into the Storage Treasure.

...

”Young Master, where are we headed?”

Inside the luxurious first-class cabin.

Qing Kui, dressed in a large suit, removed his sunglasses and glanced at Sun Zhe sitting beside him.

”Northern Myanmar.”

”Northern Myanmar, huh...”

Qing Kui lowered his eyelids and said, ”That place is quite complex, full of hidden talents.”

Sun Zhe asked, ”Do you think with just our strength, we could sweep through there?”

Qing Kui laughed and said, ”If those old guys don’t show up, then Martial Artists in the Qi Refining Realm can walk there unchallenged.”

Sun Zhe frowned upon hearing this, ”What if those old guys do show up?”

Qing Kui replied, ”To sweep through there, someone like your mother would have to do it.”

Sun Zhe nodded, ”It’s about to take off, let’s catch some sleep.”

”Alright.”

”...”

Meanwhile.

In a suburban guesthouse in Yang City.

A female disciple from the Dragon Capturing Race hurriedly found Liu Bingyue.

At this moment.

Liu Bingyue was lazily lying on the sofa, while Ye Fei knelt in front of it, his eyes glowing red, as if out of his senses, greedily biting into one of Liu Bingyue’s stocking-clad feet.

The already thin stockings appeared even more sheer after being soaked in saliva, with the crystal toes inside resembling crystal grapes, painted with shiny red nail polish, extremely alluring.

”Mistress, there’s news of Qing Kui!”

Upon hearing this, Liu Bingyue raised her jade hand and snapped her fingers.

Suddenly, Ye Fei, kneeling on the ground, shivered all over, waking as if from a dream. He looked around before realizing he was holding a stocking-clad foot in his arms.

Liu Bingyue raised her jade leg, casually kicking Ye Fei aside, then looked at the female disciple and asked, ”Where?”

”Mistress, Qing Kui and that Sun Zhe boarded a plane. I specifically found someone to investigate; it seems they are headed to Northern Myanmar, and landed at Lin City Airport.”

Upon hearing this, Liu Bingyue’s pair of enchanting red eyes slightly narrowed again, and she asked, ”Just the two of them? Xia Shiyue isn’t there?”

”Yes, it’s just the two of them.”

Liu Bingyue elegantly stood up, then motioned to Ye Fei to remove the stockings with her eyes.

Ye Fei hurriedly went close, knelt before Liu Bingyue, lifted her knitted fishtail skirt to her waist, and then skillfully pulled down the stockings from inside.

Liu Bingyue suddenly asked, ”Can the peripheral forces of the Dragon Capturing Race in Yang City get a private plane?”

”Yes, Mistress.”

”Then we depart tonight.”

”Yes, Mistress. I will make the arrangements.”

”Hehe... Northern Myanmar.” Liu Bingyue’s lips curled as she looked out at the night, her expression thoughtful.

There are quite a few peripheral forces of the Dragon Capturing Race in Northern Myanmar. Sun Zhe going there, even if he had wings, he wouldn’t escape!

After a while.

Liu Bingyue shifted her gaze to Ye Fei, who was standing to the side carefully organizing the stockings, her eyes full of disdain, ”You don’t need to follow this time, go back and report to the clan first.”

”Yes, Mistress.”

”Cultivate ’Devouring Sun Art’ well, I’ll check when I return. If you don’t meet my expectations... I won’t mind sending you for those Elders to enjoy.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Fei couldn’t help but tremble, thinking about having to be with a group of old women... that’d be worse than death!

”Rest assured, Mistress. I will certainly cultivate diligently, not failing your expectations!”

”Get out.”

”...”

That evening, Liu Bingyue set off for Northern Myanmar with two female disciples.

...

...

Approximately twelve hours later.

The plane landed smoothly at Lin City Airport.

It was already morning.

Sun Zhe called Zhu Yan, Gu Lingxue, and others to report his safety, then went with Qing Kui to find a small noodle shop by the roadside.

Qing Kui generally doesn’t eat, but when he does, his appetite is quite astonishing!

He devoured five bowls of large intestine noodles in one go, each bowl containing three portions!

Sun Zhe only managed two bowls.

”Geez, with your appetite, we’d better stock up on more supplies. Otherwise, before we get shot by AKs in Northern Myanmar, we’ll starve to death first.”

Qing Kui laughed and said, ”I can eat three roasted whole sheep in one go.”

Sun Zhe gave him a thumbs up, ”You’re awesome!”

”Young Master flatters.”

”...”

After leaving the noodle shop, Sun Zhe found a secluded area, took out a Mercedes G-Class given by Gu Lingxue from the White Jade Ring, then drove Qing Kui to a nearby supermarket to purchase various living supplies.

Just buying food, Sun Zhe spent almost eighty thousand!

”Young Master, where to next?”

Sun Zhe took out the map given by Gu Lingxue and spread it open on the steering wheel, searching for a while to find his current location, which was just an approximate location, causing him some headache.

Qing Kui took over the map, looked at it for a while, and said, ”I probably know where to go, we don’t need a map.”

Sun Zhe looked at him sharply, ”Why didn’t you say so earlier?”

Qing Kui, ”Young Master didn’t ask.”

Sun Zhe shrugged, ”Alright. Do you have a driver’s license?”

”No. Does Young Master want me to drive?”

”Yes.”

”I can drive.”

”You don’t have a driver’s license...”

Mid-sentence, Sun Zhe shut his mouth abruptly, suddenly remembering that he didn’t have one either.

”Alright, you drive for a while.”

Going round and round, it wasn’t until dusk that Qing Kui found the correct route.

However, by this time Sun Zhe was also exhausted, lacking energy to continue, so he found a hotel and rented two single rooms, intending to rest for the night and set off again in the morning.

...

The night deepened.

After showering, Sun Zhe sat on the bed in his bathrobe, intending to video chat with Zhu Yan, but the doorbell rang at this moment.

He opened the door and saw the pretty hotel receptionist he had seen before, still wearing her uniform—black stockings, high heels, and a pencil skirt, pure yet mysteriously sexy.

”Do you need something?”

The receptionist blushed and remained silent, quickly locking the door once inside.

”Um... Mr. Sun, I’m off duty now.”

”Uh, so?”

Sun Zhe was puzzled, not understanding the receptionist’s intentions.

The receptionist, slightly embarrassed and avoiding Sun Zhe’s gaze, said, ”Um, do you need service here...?”

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe’s gaze sharpened, assessing the receptionist in front of him, suddenly becoming interested.

”Well, what kind of service?”

”Well... actually... I’m working part-time.”

”Part-time?”

”Yes, I do part-time work at the hotel after my shift to earn some tuition.”

”I see, so what services do you offer?”

”Essential oil massage, full-body oil treatment...”

The receptionist listed seven or eight items in one breath.

Sun Zhe stretched and asked, ”Is it legitimate?”

”Yes, we always offer legitimate services, you can rest assured.”

Sun Zhe suddenly lost interest, ”If it’s legitimate, forget it. It’s getting late, I need to rest, I have things to do tomorrow.”

Upon hearing this, the receptionist’s face turned red, her pale hands tightly gripping the hem of her clothes, ”Um... actually, there are non-legitimate services too, but... it’s a bit pricey.”

”How much?”

”Six hundred for one time, eight hundred for two, and if overnight... three thousand.”

”...”