Urban Super Medical Saint

"Uncle Rong, who is this?" Peng Xia asked cautiously.

Although Yang Yinhou and Ouyang Murong had long since returned to the mainland, no longer developing their interests here, their influence still lingered, particularly that of Yang Yinhou—a legendary figure of bygone eras in the minds of the old warlords of the Myanmar jungles.

This land still harbored many of his loyal supporters, some of whom were warlord leaders on par with her father's power.

It could be said that if it weren't for his desire to return to his roots, if it weren't for his fatigue with the endless scheming and warfare of the jungle, as well as the filthy dealings he had to partake in despite knowing better, then others, including her father and some other warlord leaders, wouldn't have their turn to reign supreme over this land.

Of course, Yang Yinhou and Ouyang Murong were no ordinary men. As the daughter of the King of the Kokang, Peng Xia had never seen them with her own eyes, but she had heard her father mention them.

Her father had once warned their children that unless Yang Yinhou was laid to rest, even if he lay on his deathbed with but a breath left in him, they should not provoke him lightly; for as long as he breathed, he could take lives undetected.

Therefore, after so many years, even her father still showed Yang Yinhou the utmost respect as a junior, sending gifts on holidays on behalf of the old man.

It was for this reason that Peng Xia maintained an attitude of utmost respect toward Ouyang Murong, the sole disciple of Yang Yinhou and a figure equal to her father in status.

"He's my martial uncle. You may call him Master Ge," Ouyang Murong said.

Peng Xia's otherwise handsome face blushed slightly. At her age, was she really expected to call a young greenhorn Master Ge?

But more than embarrassment, Peng Xia felt an intense sense of respect as she hurriedly stepped forward and reverently called out "Master Ge" to Ge Dongxu.

This time, Ge Dongxu did not bother with pleasantries with Peng Xia, merely nodding slightly to acknowledge her before his gaze landed on Liu Lihe.

He knew that in such a place, there was no need for pleasantries with Peng Xia; otherwise, it might diminish his elder brother's renown.

Liu Lihe was well aware of what kind of person his "mother-in-law" was. Despite her still-attractive looks and firm bust, she could kill a man without blinking an eye.

He had once witnessed her shoot a man who had made a mistake, then nonchalantly hand the gun back to someone at her side as if nothing had happened.

Now, facing Ge Dongxu, his "mother-in-law"—a woman who could rival a female demon in ferocity—was respectfully addressing him as Master Ge. And now, Master Ge's gaze turned towards him.

In an instant, Liu Lihe wet himself.
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He really did wet himself!

Drip by drip, the noxious smell began to permeate the air.

"Master Ge, Master Ge, I was wrong, I was wrong. I won't dare again..." But Liu Lihe didn't seem to realize he had wet himself, and instead, he threw himself at Ge Dongxu's feet, reaching to embrace them.

Ge Dongxu frowned slightly, then turned and left the room.

"Take him out and finish him," Peng Xia said with a frown and a hardened expression.

"Let it go," Ge Dongxu said with a bitter smile as his steps faltered slightly.

He could see that Liu Lihe's actions were more out of intimidation than true daring. Besides, Liu Lihe, after all, was the man of the niece of the King of Kokang.

But the main reason was that Ge Dongxu was not a man of cruelty and bloodlust; with a wretch like Liu Lihe, after this scare, it was likely he would learn to stay in line. There was no real need to kill him.

Of course, if it were someone like Rivera who had cast a Blood Curse on Gu Yiran before, Ge Dongxu would never show mercy!

"A finger! The two of you remove one of your own fingers," Ouyang Murong said coldly after giving Ge Dongxu a glance, and then turned to Liu Lihe and the two bodyguards.

"Thank you, Master Murong, thank you, Master Murong!" The two bodyguards immediately felt as if they had been pardoned, bowing again and again to thank Ouyang Murong, while Liu Lihe was utterly petrified by now.

At this moment, he finally realized that Ge Dongxu was, in fact, the most merciful.

"To err is not to sin; let them off," Ge Dongxu said indifferently after turning his head to look at the two bodyguards.

As for Liu Lihe, Ge Dongxu no longer said anything about the loss of a hand.

This person's wickedness remained unchanged. Letting him off so easily would actually be quite lenient. Ouyang Murong's words were quite aligned with his own thoughts.

"Thank you, Master Ge, thank you, Master Ge!" The two bodyguards had thought that pointing a gun at such an important figure would leave them half dead if not fully, but unexpectedly, in the end, they were able to keep all their fingers and it was that very important figure who had spoken up for them, which moved them to tears of gratitude.

"Old Zhang, Brother Zhang, let's find another place to talk," Ge Dongxu said, paying no mind to the gratitude from the bodyguards, instead turning to speak to the still dazed Zhang brothers.

"Yes, yes, thank you, Master Ge, thank you, Master Ge." As soon as Ge Dongxu spoke, the Zhang brothers finally snapped out of their daze, bowing over and over to him.

"Master Ge?" Ge Dongxu chuckled inwardly and shook his head, but at that moment, he did not dismiss the title.

Because this was not the right place, and even if he asked them to call him by his first name, they surely wouldn't dare to in such an environment.

There was no helping it, even the daughter of the Warlord of Kokang had to call him Master Ge!

Peng Xia's office was naturally much more luxurious and spacious compared to Liu Lihe's office.

After they had entered the office and were seated, Peng Xia finally said, "I apologize, Master Ge. My subordinates were blind and offended you."

"Miss Peng, you are too kind. If anything, I am the one who has intruded," Ge Dongxu waved his hand respectively.

"You're Master Yang's junior brother. If you say you're intruding, that's something I cannot afford to bear," Peng Xia hastily responded.

Seeing that Peng Xia's expression appeared genuine, Ge Dongxu did not continue with the pleasantries. Instead, he looked towards Ouyang Murong.

Ouyang Murong was familiar with the place and knew Peng Xia. As for matters concerning Zhang Kaixuan, it would be more appropriate for him to speak.

Noticing Ge Dongxu's gaze, Ouyang Murong nodded at him, then pointed at the Zhang brothers, introducing them, "Peng Xia, this is Zhang Yaming, and this is Zhang Yakun. They are people from our Yingjiang. A few days ago, Zhang Yaming's son ran away to Myanmar with a Burmese woman. They were worried, so they came here. Later, when my martial uncle heard about it, he was somewhat concerned for them and specially came here as well."

"Master Ge!" The Zhang brothers finally realized why Ge Dongxu was in Myanmar, and they couldn't help but feel touched.

Ge Dongxu smiled and gestured to them not to worry.

Peng Xia looked at Ge Dongxu incredulously. As a smart woman, she could naturally tell that the relationship between Zhang Yaming's brothers and Ge Dongxu was actually ordinary, and that there was a clear difference in the layers of society they belonged to.

Yet Ge Dongxu had actually come all the way to Myanmar for such two people, something she just couldn't understand.