Strongest Medical Saint

Chapter 18 The Person Who Came to Bring Money

At Feng Kai's jeers,

Shen Feng's face remained calm, as befitting the youngest Immortal Emperor of the Immortal Realm, his emotions would naturally not be easily revealed.

But he was not someone who tolerated others easily, as, in the Immortal Realm, repeated tolerance would only lead other cultivators to overstep their bounds even further.

Therefore, he adhered to a principle in the Immortal Realm: if you don't agree, fight!

He never knew what it meant to bow his head, even in the face of certain death, he had never begged anyone for mercy.

In his eyes, Feng Kai was no different from an ant, and he genuinely found it hard to be interested in lifting a finger against such unworthy adversaries.

"If I were a trash picker, then faced with such a huge pile of trash before me, I wouldn't turn a blind eye," Shen Feng said calmly.

Feng Kai was slightly startled.

Hearing himself compared to a huge pile, and described as trash to boot, a cold smile appeared on his lips, "Shen Feng, you're still the same as you were back in high school. Do you know what society relies on these days?"

"It relies on connections. Considering we were classmates, I could introduce you to a job. Just stay away from Jingyu from now on, and look at what you're worth. Carrying a broken snake skin bag, you're not on our level."

Originally, Shen Feng truly did not want to stoop to the level of such trash.

But how could he stand by as Feng Kai looked down on him time and again? Shen Feng was not one to suffer losses gladly, nor did he like hearing orders from others.

Feng Kai's tone was commanding now, and in the Immortal Realm that Shen Feng controlled, only others followed his orders.

Shen Feng, with a broken snake skin bag strapped to his back, reached out and grabbed Su Jingyu's pale arm next to him, pulling her into his embrace, and immediately, a faint fragrance entered his nostrils.

Su Jingyu hadn't expected Shen Feng to suddenly grab her arm, and, losing her balance, she stumbled into his chest.

Her cheek pressed tightly against Shen Feng's shoulder, and the distance between them was nearly zero—their body heat clearly felt by one another.

In the Immortal Realm, Shen Feng devoted himself to cultivation. Although many women admired him, he knew that until he became an Immortal Emperor, he had no right to indulge in romantic affections, so he had never been in a real relationship with any woman.

After becoming an Immortal Emperor, however, he returned to his native Earth.

With his right hand encircling Su Jingyu's slim waist, Shen Feng looked at Feng Kai and said, "Who are you to order me around? Do you think you have the right?"

Despite Shen Feng having some mysterious aura about him, Su Jingyu had never seen him in action. She said, "Feng Kai, do you find this interesting? You are a black belt in Taekwondo, how could Shen Feng possibly be your match?"

Feng Kai did not respond to Su Jingyu. He looked at Shen Feng and taunted, "You don't dare?"

The mighty Immortal Emperor.

For a fight of this level, Shen Feng was truly uninterested, but a thought flashed through his mind; he currently needed to make money quickly.

Wasn't Feng Kai right here to bring him money?

He threw the worn-out Snake Skin Bag on the ground and said, "What would I be afraid of?"

"However, this is too simplistic. Let's add a wager, but I don't know if you'd dare take it?"

Feng Kai sneered, "Your bet is what's in that tattered Snake Skin Bag? Does it contain a few plastic bottles and some stacks of waste paper?"

However, when Feng Kai opened the Snake Skin Bag and saw the stacks of bright Hundred Yuan Banknotes inside, it was as if a fishbone was stuck in his throat and he could not utter another word.

Picking up a stack of Hundred Yuan Banknotes from the bag and confirming they were undoubtedly real, he felt as though he had been harshly slapped in the face.

"There's 700,000 Yuan here. Do you dare take this bet?" Shen Feng asked indifferently.

Though Feng Kai came from a family with some money, the BMW he had bought cost only a little over 600,000 Yuan.

Yet Shen Feng carried a ratty Snake Skin Bag—

filled with 700,000 Yuan in cash?

Feng Kai's mood was far from good, and the worse he felt, the more he wanted to crush Shen Feng beneath his feet.

As for the 700,000 Yuan in cash in the Snake Skin Bag, Su Jingyu was not too shocked; after all, she knew that the string of jade beads Shen Feng had obtained from Wang Anxiong was worth 5.8 million Yuan.

Looking at Shen Feng's not particularly strong physique, Feng Kai laughed, "Since you want to give me money, why would I not accept it?"

"I'll have someone prepare 700,000 Yuan in cash right now, and we'll head over to my Taekwondo Gym for the challenge," he continued.

Feng Kai was brimming with confidence. He didn't know where a poor kid like Shen Feng got 700,000 Yuan from, but he was sure he wouldn't lose. The outcome would be the same as back in high school, with Shen Feng being beaten down miserably to the ground by him.