Chapter 120: Passing the Buck

Peerless Divine Doctor A Dreamer of Modest Proportions 2397 words 2026-04-01 07:32:38

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Since Su Qingli had said so, Jiang Hao smiled slightly and nodded in agreement.

“Alright then, I’ll deposit this money tomorrow. If you ever need funds, be sure to come to me,” Jiang Hao said cheerfully.

He set down his suitcase and sat back down on the single bed.

Su Qingli closed the shop door and asked, “Are you hungry? I’ll make you something to eat.”

Jiang Hao hadn’t felt hungry before, but at her words, his stomach immediately started growling.

Rubbing his nose, he smiled and said, “Actually, I am a bit hungry. Just make me something simple.”

Su Qingli turned and went into the kitchen, using the ingredients she had already prepared to make Jiang Hao a large bowl of noodles.

She had especially added plenty of beef. In this big bowl, one-third was noodles, one-third vegetables, and the remaining one-third was all beef.

After finishing such a large meal, Jiang Hao felt quite full, his heart filled with a profound sense of happiness.

They didn’t continue talking. Su Qingli turned off the lights and got into bed, while Jiang Hao lay down again.

Sensing the faint fragrance coming from Su Qingli, Jiang Hao’s heart stirred slightly.

He reached out, pulling her into his arms and holding her tightly.

“W-what are you doing...” Su Qingli asked, shriveling up like a frightened little rabbit.

“Don’t worry, I’m just holding you,” Jiang Hao said with a smile.

Though reassured, Su Qingli remained very shy, her heart pounding rapidly.

After a while, seeing Jiang Hao make no further moves, she gradually relaxed and finally fell asleep.

Jiang Hao, however, did not sleep. He was browsing the legacy of the Flame Emperor.

The Flame Emperor’s legacy granted to Jiang Hao by the Red Jade Ring was vast, but most of it was medical knowledge; there was no inheritance related to inner strength or martial arts.

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This puzzled Jiang Hao.

It was precisely because the Red Jade Ring had given him the Flame Emperor’s legacy that he had become a martial artist, awakened inner strength, and even reached the final realm of martial artists.

Yet now, he couldn’t find any martial arts or inner strength teachings within the legacy, which was strange.

Was it that his current strength was insufficient to unlock the full Flame Emperor legacy from the Red Jade Ring? Or did the legacy simply lack any teachings on inner strength and martial arts?

As he pondered this, Jiang Hao drifted into a drowsy sleep.

But some people were still awake.

At the Tianlong Grand Hotel, in the luxurious office on the top floor.

Zhao Tianlong was angrily holding his phone, calling someone.

His left arm was wrapped in layers of bandages, with thick plaster underneath, evidence of medical treatment.

Yet despite this, pain occasionally flickered across his face.

The call connected.

A young man’s voice came through the phone.

“Hello? Zhao Tianlong, have you completed the task I assigned?”

It was Pan Yixuan’s voice.

Zhao Tianlong snorted coldly, then said angrily, “Complete it? Pan Yixuan, did you deliberately throw me into the fire pit?”

“What do you mean?” Pan Yixuan asked coldly.

Zhao Tianlong replied with resentment, “Su Qingli’s husband, Jiang Hao, is no ordinary man. He’s a martial artist, a powerful one at that! My men were no match for him! Tonight he came straight to my hotel, not only scaring away customers but also wrecking my establishment! If I hadn’t reacted quickly, I might not have survived!”

“Pan Yixuan, why didn’t you tell me first that Jiang Hao was a martial artist? Tell me, did you do this on purpose to harm me?”

Pan Yixuan sneered on the other end, “Gathering intelligence is your job, what does it have to do with me? Besides, I did pay you.”

“Your payment is worthless! You gave me only ten million, but I’ve had to pay Jiang Hao twenty million, and the damage to my hotel is far more than that! Pan Yixuan, if you don’t explain this clearly today, we won’t be done!”

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Zhao Tianlong roared furiously, nearly crushing his black smartphone in his grip.

Pan Yixuan was completely unafraid. He spoke harshly, “Zhao Tianlong, do you have it all wrong? I paid you to get things done—this was a fair deal. You failed, and I’m already nice not demanding a refund, so don’t be shameless!”

“If you have the guts, come to the Pan family and settle this with me! Believe it or not, I’ll tell my father to destroy your entire Tianlong Group!”

Pan Yixuan’s words instantly changed Zhao Tianlong’s expression.

This was the bitter reality of underground syndicates.

Though they sound formidable and impressive, they can only bully ordinary people without wealth, power, or influence.

Facing a powerful family like the Pan clan, the Tianlong Group couldn’t act arrogantly.

Zhao Tianlong felt both angry and helpless. He softened his tone and said, “Young Master Pan, no matter what, I tried my best. I won’t hold you responsible, and you shouldn’t trouble me anymore. From now on, Tianlong Group will sever ties with your Zhao family, and you, Pan Yixuan, stop asking me for favors.”

“With your skills, do you even deserve to handle my business?” Pan Yixuan retorted coldly, then hung up.

Slamming down the phone in frustration, Zhao Tianlong cursed through gritted teeth, “That bastard, damn son of a bitch!”

In Maple Leaf City, within the Pan family mansion.

Pan Yixuan was sitting in an exquisitely decorated small parlor, drinking with a handsome young man who wore a single ponytail.

Setting down his phone, he said displeased, “That Zhao Tianlong is utterly useless! If I’d known he was this incompetent, I wouldn’t have let him handle Su Qingli.”

Hearing this, the young man opposite him smiled and said, “In the end, you were too impulsive. The conflict between you and Jiang Hao has escalated so severely; you should’ve come to me earlier instead of hiring thugs to deal with him. After all, Jiang Hao is a martial artist—no ordinary hooligans can handle him.”

Pan Yixuan quickly nodded in agreement.

Then, respectfully pouring a glass of wine for the young man, he said, “Then, Young Master Yang, can you help me? If you can eliminate this menace Jiang Hao, you’ll be my big brother from now on. I’ll follow your every word!”

Young Master Yang!

So this handsome young man with the single ponytail was none other than the heir of the Yang family—Young Master Yang!