But Lin Han never expected this.
He had just returned to Jiang City, and this woman had already gotten the news!
"Lin Han, you shouldn't have come back! Washing dishes and doing odd jobs abroad may be tough, but it's better than returning here to die!"
Seeing Lin Han's indifferent expression, Su Mu'er felt a surge of irritation.
Hearing this, Lin Han almost laughed in exasperation.
'Washing dishes?'
'Doing odd jobs?'
'Looks like this woman is the same as ever, judging people by their appearances.'
"What is it?" Lin Han stared at Su Mu'er coldly, as if looking at a stranger.
"You…"
His attitude only infuriated Su Mu'er further.
She took out a bank card and handed it to Lin Han.
"I know life hasn't been easy for you. There's a hundred thousand in this card."
"Take the money, and we're finished. Don't bother me again."
'One hundred thousand.'
'Finished.'
A playful smirk appeared on Lin Han's lips. He took the bank card and smiled.
"A hundred thousand? Wow, that's so much money!"
'What a loser.'
Su Mu'er couldn't help but feel a complicated mix of emotions toward Lin Han.
Five years. The world had changed so much.
The young master of the Lin Family, who once treated money like dirt, was now acting like a hundred thousand was a fortune.
At this thought, Su Mu'er shook her head.
"Lin Han, if you're careful with this hundred thousand, it should be enough for you to live on for a year or two… You!!!"
But before Su Mu'er could finish, her expression changed drastically.
She watched as Lin Han clenched the bank card in his fist.
SNAP!
SNAP!
The bank card instantly snapped in two.
Then, Lin Han opened his hand.
Tiny fragments of the card fluttered down, disintegrated into dust.
"Your money is too filthy. I wouldn't want to spend it."
"Lin Han, you… you've gone too far!"
Su Mu'er's face instantly flushed red with fury.
Contempt!
She could clearly feel Lin Han's utter disdain for her.
It was as if she were an ant, not even worthy of speaking to him. The thought drove Su Mu'er mad with rage.
However, Lin Han didn't spare her another glance. He simply hailed a taxi and left.
"Miss, what do we do now? He's so ungrateful. Should we have someone teach him a lesson?" Xiaoyun asked, her face full of anger.
But Su Mu'er shook her head.
"Hmph! Just wait. He'll come begging me."
"He struck Old Master Tang; the Tang Family won't let him off the hook. Besides me, no one is willing to save him."
What Su Mu'er didn't know, however, was that at that very moment, a shocking scene was unfolding back at the airport.
Old Master Tang, who had been coughing up blood and on the verge of death just moments before, was now slowly getting to his feet as if nothing had happened.
"O… Old Master, you…"
The four bodyguards couldn't believe their eyes.
In their eyes, apart from a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, their master seemed even more vigorous than before.
"Heavens, I haven't felt like this in decades! My meridians are completely unblocked!"
"My old injury… it's healed!"
Old Master Tang clenched his fists and felt an indescribable power welling up within him.
In an instant, he felt twenty years younger.
"Ah Da, tell me what just happened. Who healed my old injury?"
Hearing this, the four bodyguards didn't dare to hide anything and quickly recounted the entire incident.
When he heard that Lin Han had healed his old injury with a single palm strike...
...Old Master Tang could hardly believe his ears.
"A master!"
"Countless famous doctors have examined my old injury, but none could cure it. Yet that young man did it with a single palm strike! Heavens, he is truly a master!"
At this, Old Master Tang trembled with excitement.
"Ah Da, investigate!"
"No matter what it takes, find out the identity of that master for me!"
...
Lin Han was oblivious to all of this. And even if he had known, he wouldn't have cared.
He was currently in a taxi, heading toward the Western Suburbs of Jiang City.
"Young man, what business do you have with the Ye Family?"
"They're a prominent family. An ordinary person like you has no business going there."
The taxi driver glanced at Lin Han's clothes and pursed his lips in disdain.
Hearing this, Lin Han simply smiled faintly without replying.
Soon,
After they passed a verdant hill, a luxurious manor came into view.
Pavilions, terraces, and towers.
Small bridges over flowing streams.
The manor looked the very picture of luxury.
At the entrance, however, a group of people was waiting anxiously for something.
SCREECH!
The taxi screeched to a halt at the gate, and Lin Han stepped out.
WHOOSH!
Instantly, the crowd at the Ye Family's entrance swarmed forward.
"Doctor! You must be Divine Physician Su's disciple, right? You're finally here! Please, come in!"
A beautiful woman stepped forward first and introduced herself to Lin Han.
"My name is Ye Qing. Young Master Gao must have told you about me."
"This time, we'll have to trouble you to save my grandmother!"
'Ye Qing?'
'Doctor?'
Lin Han froze for a moment. Only then did he realize that this woman, Ye Qing, was his fiancée.
And clearly, both Ye Qing and the rest of the Ye Family had mistaken him for someone else.
"Miss Ye, I'm actually not…" Lin Han began to explain.
But just then,
"Miss, it's terrible! The old madam is having another episode!" a maid cried, stumbling out.
At these words, the color drained from Ye Qing's face.
"Doctor, quick… please save my grandmother! I'm begging you!"
With that, Ye Qing and the others surrounded Lin Han like a V.I.P., ushering him into the Ye Family estate.
When they reached the rear hall,
Lin Han saw that the room was packed with members of the Ye Family.
In the center of the hall was a daybed.
An old woman with salt-and-pepper hair lay upon it, her face sallow and drenched in cold sweat. Her breathing was as faint as a thread.
Seeing this, Ye Qing was overcome with grief. She turned to Lin Han and asked:
"Doctor, please, take a look. Can my grandmother be saved?"
"Yes."
Lin Han's single, quiet word was enough to make Ye Qing and the others' spirits soar.
But that wasn't all.
"Do you have any filiform needles? I need to borrow a set."
'Filiform needles?'
Ye Qing and the others were puzzled as to why this disciple of a Divine Physician wouldn't carry his own needles, but they didn't ask any questions.
Soon,
a set of filiform needles was brought and presented to Lin Han.
WHOOSH!
A current of air instantly whistled out from Lin Han's body.
Then, with a light flick of two fingers toward the set of needles…
SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!
...one by one, the filiform needles flew into the air as if plucked by an invisible hand!
They all landed perfectly in Lin Han's hand.
'Fetching needles from thin air?'
GASP!
This single technique left Ye Qing and the others utterly dumbfounded.
They had never witnessed such a miraculous feat before.