Chapter 118: Request to Join the Battle!
“Nonsense!”
Jiang Hongwei argued, “Master Luo has treated me well. Over the years, he has provided considerable support to the Black Dragon Society.”
“He’s ill, and naturally, I would find a way to cure him. The Hu Yidao I brought this time took an immense effort to secure.”
“I would be delighted if he recovered Master Luo. How could I possibly want him dead?”
“Peng Haidong, don’t slander me with baseless accusations…”
“Xiao Long.”
Faced with Jiang Hongwei’s protest, Peng Hailong sneered and, after a brief command, searched the video again, highlighting a few details before proclaiming loudly, “Everyone, look.”
“The cause of the accident was a vehicle collision.”
“Although the offending car looks ordinary, it actually belongs to the Black Dragon Society.”
“The driver is this cross-eyed man, a trusted and capable subordinate of Chairman Jiang’s confidant Zhang Heifa.”
“With both eyewitness and physical evidence, Chairman Jiang, you’d better stop denying it.”
Qing Furong leaned in to watch.
Sure enough, it was exactly as Wang Xiaolong had described.
“Jiang Hongwei!”
Qing Furong was furious, shouting sharply, “I never thought you were this kind of man!”
“My husband valued you so much that even in his grave condition, he kept thinking about supporting the Black Dragon Society.”
“But you, afraid of taking responsibility, fabricated and orchestrated the whole thing. You’d rather kill so many people than bring a doctor to save my husband.”
“To know a person’s face but not their heart—beast!”
With a soft thud, Jiang Hongwei’s legs gave way, and he slumped heavily into his chair.
He never expected things to turn out this way.
He had been worried when the ghost doctor arrived, questioning whether Hu Yidao could outmatch the opponent.
But now, Hu Yidao was dead, and the vehicle involved was linked to his own faction.
That damn Zhang Heifa—how did he manage things?
He certainly didn’t believe Zhang Heifa had sabotaged them. The other side was so well-informed and aware of every detail; it had to be their own arrangement.
But what now?
Without a doctor, they lost control of this competition.
If the ghost doctor managed to heal Master Luo, not only would they fail to profit, but the entire Black Dragon Society could suffer!
“Jiang Hongwei, get out of here!”
“My Luo family does not welcome you!”
“From now on, the Black Dragon Society and the Luo family will have no ties whatsoever!”
Qing Furong shouted furiously.
At the same time, several burly enforcers immediately surrounded Jiang Hongwei.
“Madam Qing, please calm down.”
Seeing this, Peng Haidong stepped forward respectfully.
“I believe Jiang Hongwei’s brazenness stems from the Black Dragon Society’s growing strength.”
“If we don’t cut off their wings now, next time it won’t be saving Master Luo but targeting the entire Luo family.”
“Boldly speaking, I advise reclaiming the Black Dragon Society’s territory and withdrawing the resources and connections previously gifted.”
Bang!
Jiang Hongwei slammed the table, glaring at Peng Haidong. “Peng Haidong, you’ve gone too far!”
“I’m warning you—if you push me too hard, the Black Dragon Society and your Battle Dragon Sect will clash…”
“You dare?!”
Qing Furong cut him off, took a deep breath, and looked at Peng Haidong.
“Peng, I’ll ask you one last time: do you really have the confidence to cure my husband?”
“Of course.”
Peng Haidong knew the moment had come.
He had already discussed the illness with the ghost doctor before arriving.
The condition was severe but treatable, at least enough to keep Luo Rongyao alive for now.
The ghost doctor stepped forward respectfully, “Madam Qing, rest assured. With me here, Master Luo will not only survive but recover swiftly.”
“Good!”
Qing Furong nodded. “As long as you cure my husband, everything the Luo family gave the Black Dragon Society will be withdrawn.”
“Moreover, it will all be handed over to your Battle Dragon Sect. From now on, our two families will cooperate deeply.”
“As long as I, Qing Furong, live, anyone who dares harm you will be opposing me!”
At these words, Jiang Hongwei’s expression changed dramatically.
Peng Haidong was overjoyed, handing over paper and pen with a respectful smile.
“Thank you, Madam Qing, for your kindness.”
“Since it’s come to this, let’s write an agreement for peace of mind.”
Without hesitation, Madam Qing took the pen and quickly wrote.
Peng Haidong was satisfied, finally achieving his goal.
Hands in his pockets, he teased Jiang Hongwei, “Chairman Jiang—or no, from now on, just Jiang.”
“After losing the Luo family’s protection, your Black Dragon Society is nothing.”
“What? You’re not leaving yet?”
“If I were you, I’d pack up and leave quietly, maybe pay some severance. It’s better to part on good terms.”
“Oh, and the severance has to come from your own pocket. If you touch the Black Dragon Society’s funds—which might have been given by the Luo family—those could become my property someday.”
Jiang Hongwei was so furious he almost spat blood.
He never imagined it would end like this.
The root cause was Hu Yidao’s death and Luo Rongyao’s critical condition.
Qing Furong, desperate, was almost entirely at the mercy of the opposing side.
He had suspected Peng Haidong’s trickery before, but Zhang Heifa’s prolonged absence made him wonder if he had betrayed him and colluded with the enemy.
“Enough, Peng.”
Just as he was lost in thought, Madam Qing handed the written agreement to Peng Haidong.
Before he could unfold it—
Whoosh!
A Western-style knife suddenly appeared, slicing through the air with speed and precision, cutting the agreement in half as it fell to the ground.
Peng Haidong’s face darkened as he looked up.
Zhang Heifa was charging over, accompanied by Qiao Sen and an unfamiliar man.
“Zhang Heifa!”
Jiang Hongwei’s rage boiled over.
He lunged forward, grabbing Zhang Heifa by the collar, snarling, “How dare you betray me?”
“Tell me, was this all a scheme between you and Peng Haidong—to cause the accident, kill Hu Yidao, and frame the Black Dragon Society?”
Though nearly fifty, Jiang Hongwei was vigorous and well-trained, his muscular strength overwhelming.
Seething with anger, he squeezed Zhang Heifa until his face turned pale and his body trembled.
“Chairman, please calm down.”
Zhang Heifa struggled while defending himself.
“I haven’t betrayed you. This has nothing to do with me; it’s their doing.”
“Though Hu Yidao is dead, I have found a replacement who will represent the Black Dragon Society in treating Master Luo.”
“And I’m confident his medical skills surpass Hu Yidao’s. With him, Master Luo will surely be fine!”
“Ha!”
Peng Haidong laughed loudly. “Zhang Heifa, are you kidding me?”
“Hu Yidao may not rival the ghost doctor, but he’s a master. Finding someone better in such a short time is impossible…”
“Nothing is impossible.”
Before he could finish, Ye Wushang stepped forward to Jiang Hongwei.
“Chairman Jiang, I am the doctor Zhang Heifa mentioned.”
“I will replace Hu Yidao and represent the Black Dragon Society in treating Master Luo. Is that acceptable?”
“You?”
Jiang Hongwei frowned, scrutinized him, and sneered.
“You’re barely grown a beard, and you claim medical skills?”
“Whether Chinese or Western medicine, which renowned doctor isn’t seasoned with age? Without that, experience and skill can’t be perfected.”
“You killed Hu Yidao and brought in a kid like you? Zhang Heifa, are you trying to finish me off?”
“Trying to kill Master Luo so the Luo family will hold me responsible?”
Enraged, he gripped Zhang Heifa even tighter, causing him to tremble violently, even foaming at the mouth.
“Calm down, Chairman Jiang.”
Ye Wushang tried to ease the situation, reaching out to pry Jiang’s hand away.
Everyone knew Jiang Hongwei was strong, with grip comparable to a bull.
But in his fury, Ye Wushang managed to pry his fingers apart.
When Jiang finally released, his arm throbbed as if hammered hard.
“Skill isn’t tied to age.”
“Some doctors practice for decades, but if they’re mediocre, they remain mediocre.”
“No matter black cat or white cat, as long as it catches mice, it’s a good cat, right?”
Ye Wushang steadied Zhang Heifa and glanced at Qiao Sen.
“Besides, Qiao, you’ve witnessed my medical skills.”
“If I treat Master Luo, you should have some say.”
Qiao Sen paused, his brow furrowed.
He trusted Ye Wushang but was annoyed by the sudden change.
He had hoped to shine within the family by taking the lead, but now the glory went to someone else.
Although displeased, he remembered that Ye Wushang promised to help him gain everything he desired once successful.
Confident in his abilities and integrity, he took a deep breath and respectfully approached Qing Furong.
“Madam, you may not know.”
“This Mr. Ye is the one who recently represented the An and Pei families in a medicinal cuisine contest—and won.”
“Moreover, he completed the incomplete prescription left by a grandmaster.”
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