20: Dare to say "No?"

Yang Yi nodded silently and stood up, saying, "I will go now."

Yang Ming followed by Yang Yi's side.

"There is no need to be in such a rush."

"There is one more thing I need to discuss with you."

"Speak. What is it?"

Yang Yi asked while changing his clothes.

Yang Ming said, "The Three-Colored Demons were hired by the leaders of a few small factions in Tian Yuan City."

"How do you think we should deal with them?"

"Kill them. Kill them all."

Yang Yi replied expressionlessly.

Yang Ming nodded.

His heart was filled with monstrous hatred.

At this moment.

Yang Yi fastened the last button on his clothes.

He looked sharply at Yang Ming.

"Surely you don't need me to take action against those small fry, do you?"

"No need."

"I will lead the Yang family to wipe them out completely."

As Yang Yi left Tian Yuan City,

Yang Ming led the Yang family members.

They headed to the lairs of the leaders of those small factions to kill them.

Dragon Tiger City.

Yang Yi entered the city.

He casually found a passerby.

He asked if he knew the Divine Doctor, Jiu Bai Ren.

The passerby pointed ahead and said,

"Jiu Bai Ren is right ahead."

"Just keep walking straight and you will see him."

"However, that guy doesn't treat poor people."

"I don't think you have much money either."

"Even if you find him,"

"he won't treat you."

"You should just go look for another doctor."

Yang Yi smiled.

He took an ingot of silver from his pocket.

He tossed it into the passerby's arms.

"Thanks."

Afterward,

he walked straight ahead.

After walking for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn,

Yang Yi found that the area ahead was bustling with noise.

Not far away,

a group of people had formed a long line.

In the line, there were children crying for their parents.

Some people were lying on stretchers, unconscious.

Some were covered in blood.

At the very front of the line was a medical clinic.

There were a few large characters written on the clinic.

Huichun Hall.

Inside the clinic sat a middle-aged man around forty years old.

He had a stern expression.

His face was expressionless.

Standing at the entrance of the clinic were two burly men.

One of the burly men was holding a golden basin in his hands.

Inside the golden basin were some gold pieces.

The other burly man was standing with his arms crossed.

He looked coldly at the people queuing and shouted loudly.

"Those without gold, don't bother queuing here."

"My master, the Divine Doctor, does not treat the poor."

"He does not treat people of low status."

"He does not treat people with ugly appearances."

Yang Yi, who was walking forward, heard these three "no treats."

He couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

He touched his own cheek.

His appearance was fine.

His wealth was not an issue either.

His status was not an issue either.

He didn't queue either.

He walked straight to the burly man.

He tossed a heavy piece of gold into the golden basin.

"Can you let me go in first?"

The burly man glanced at the gold in the basin.

He smiled and said, "One piece of gold is not enough."

Yang Yi took out two more pieces of gold and tossed them into the basin.

"Is that enough?"

The burly man nodded, "Please, enter."

Just as Yang Yi was about to step inside,

the young man at the very front of the line refused to accept it.

He grabbed Yang Yi's clothes.

He pulled him back.

"On what grounds do you let him go in first?"

"I also gave gold."

The burly man looked coldly at the young man.

He strode over to him.

He raised his hand and slapped him twice.

The young man was already sickly to begin with.

After being slapped twice,

he collapsed limply to the ground.

His lips turned blue.

He pointed at the burly man, unable to speak.

The burly man crossed his arms and said in a dull voice,

"Whoever I let in, can enter."

"Whoever I don't let in, cannot enter."

"So what if it's one piece of gold?"

"Didn't you see that he just threw in three pieces of gold? Each piece is heavier than yours."

"If you are not convinced,"

"you can throw more than him."

The young man gritted his teeth.

He stopped making a sound.

Yang Yi sighed in his heart.

He stepped into the clinic.

"Are you Jiu Bai Ren?" Yang Yi asked.

Jiu Bai Ren gave an unhappy grunt.

He frowned and looked at Yang Yi.

He was very dissatisfied with Yang Yi's tone just now.

He was very displeased.

He had seen countless high-ranking officials and nobles.

Never had anyone asked him in such a tone.

Who didn't call him Divine Doctor?

Who dared to call him by his name directly?

"Who are you?"

"Why are you so lacking in manners?"

"Why do you not kneel when seeing this Divine Doctor?"

"Now that you've taken my money, come with me to treat a patient."

Yang Yi said.

The Divine Doctor frowned.

"This Divine Doctor only treats patients here."

"I do not go to other places."

"You must come with me."

Yang Yi took a step forward.

His Aura climbed.

It shattered the teacup in the Divine Doctor's hand.

Looking at the teacup fragment that remained,

a sharp glint flashed in the Divine Doctor's eyes.

He flicked his wrist.

The piece of the teacup in his hand instantly pierced toward Yang Yi's right eye.

"Causing trouble at my place."

"You are courting death."

With a swoosh,

Yang Yi dodged the teacup.

It shot into the door frame.

The door frame was shattered.

A few wood splinters flew out.

They pierced the people in the queue.

Many people cried out in pain.

The Divine Doctor didn't care about the people outside at all.

He looked at Yang Yi with surprise.

"You have some skills."

"However, this is not a place for you to be presumptuous."

"No matter who you want me to treat,"

"you must follow my rules."

"Because I am the one treating the patients."

"If I am not willing,"

"even if you hold a blade to my throat,"

"the sick person will not receive my treatment."

Yang Yi chuckled.

"Are you not afraid of death?"

"What is there to fear about life and death?"

"Besides, there are not many people in this world who can kill me."

"I am the one who can kill you."

Yang Yi sneered.

With a stride, he rushed in front of the Divine Doctor.

He grabbed his neck directly.

The Divine Doctor's face flushed red.

All his energy gathered at his neck.

He wanted to shake off Yang Yi's hand.

However,

his power seemed to be locked by something.

It would not obey his command.

Yang Yi squeezed his neck hard.

He groaned in pain.

"Are you willing to come with me now?"

The Divine Doctor stubbornly tilted his head back.

His eyes rolled back.

He did not show any weakness.

"Even if you kill me,"

"I will not go with you."

Just then,

two burly men suddenly attacked Yang Yi from behind.

The fists of these two men were like iron hammers.

When they smashed over, they carried a whistling sound.

Yang Yi released the Divine Doctor's neck.

He swung his arm directly toward one of the burly men.

With a thud,

the burly man's head was smashed directly.

Blood sprayed directly outward.

The shattered head also smashed into the crowd.

The crowd in the queue was terrified and fled in panic.

The originally bustling street,

suddenly became silent.

There was no one to be seen.

The other burly man was still maintaining his attacking posture.

But he dared not move anymore.

Yang Yi did not pay attention to him.

He looked at the Divine Doctor again.

"I will ask you one last time."

"Are you coming with me or not?"

The Divine Doctor was about to say he wouldn't go.

But just as the words reached his lips,

Yang Yi suddenly said again,

"There are countless divine doctors."

"You are not the only one."

"Dare to say the word 'no',"

"and I will kill you directly."

The Divine Doctor could feel the genuine killing intent in Yang Yi's eyes.

And it was a killing intent without any hesitation.

The words that had reached his lips instantly changed.

"I will go with you."