Supreme Divine Physician in the City-Chapter 653: I Sent Him Down to Hell

"Hmph, do you really think I’d waste my time deceiving a small fry like you? If you don’t believe me, you can send over another two five-star, or even six-star assassins to verify my identity, see if they end up killed by me!"

Ye Xuan curled his lip and snorted coldly.

He actually wasn’t too fond of the title ’Assassin Madman’; it made him sound like some deranged slayer!

He was a low-profile kind of person and didn’t like being given these inexplicable nicknames, especially the ones Westerners came up with. Titles like Satan or Netherworld King Hades seemed too pretentious to him, and he found them off-putting.

In comparison, ’Assassin Madman’ was somewhat easier on the ears, so Ye Xuan casually adopted it. At least he wouldn’t get attacked on the streets.

Ye Xuan had vanished from the assassin world simply because he’d grown tired of it. It wasn’t fun anymore!

It was like beating a game and having no challengers left. Would you keep playing? It just felt even more boring.

"No no no! Great Madman, even if you lent me ten... oh no! A hundred guts, I wouldn’t dare offend you again!"

The old man seemed to be startled by Ye Xuan’s words, his body trembling, even his voice began to quiver:

"Mad... Great Madman, on behalf of Fengye, I deeply apologize for the offense we caused earlier! If we had known it was you, how could we at Fengye dare to offend? We should have invited you to our residence as an honored guest, to extend the hospitality due from Yan Country’s assassin world."

Ye Xuan said indifferently, "Enough, what hospitality are you talking about? I’m from Yan Country myself, don’t give me that spiel. If you want to apologize, some tangible reparation would be much more valuable!"

"What? You... you’re from Yan Country?"

Hearing this, the old man was even more shocked.

He had not expected the infamous Assassin Madman to be from Yan Country! This was a huge piece of news to him... Not just for him, if this got out, it would probably send shockwaves through the entire assassin community of Yan Country.

Suddenly, he snapped back to reality and hurriedly said, "Great Madman, we were also deceived by scoundrels, which led to our mistaken targeting of you! Please, in light of Fengye’s complete ignorance, show us mercy! I am willing to offer a substantial compensation to appease you."

"Huh? Are you trying to bribe me or buy your way out of disaster?"

A hint of amusement appeared on the corner of Ye Xuan’s mouth as he waggled a forefinger and said nonchalantly, "Since you insist on offering compensation, then transfer ten billion to me. Honor me properly!"

Pfft!

Upon hearing this, the once assertive old man nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood through the phone.

"Great Madman, this..." The old man was troubled.

Ten billion?

That was nearly three years of total income for Fengye. He had initially thought of offering one billion, but Ye Xuan had increased it tenfold in an instant!

This was... way too outrageous, wasn’t it?

While Fengye was wealthy and not short of money, moving ten billion Yan Country Coins all at once was painful even to think about, let alone do. Moreover, this was a massive expenditure that could seriously weaken Fengye’s operations!

At the very least, for several months, Fengye would be greatly weakened and might even lose a number of excellent assassins as a result. The damage caused would be beyond financial measure.

"What, not willing to do it?"

Ye Xuan raised an eyebrow, his tone teasing, "Didn’t you say you wanted to give compensation? Well, I’m being generous enough to accept it."

His implication was clear: this was a golden opportunity to hold tight to his coattails, and they better seize it!

"Fine! Ten billion it is. Fengye is willing to pay that amount,"

The old man hesitated for a moment, his face torn with struggle, but finally gritted his teeth and declared.

Uh...

This time, it was Ye Xuan’s turn to be surprised!

He had just casually made a comment, coupled with a joke, never expecting the old man to actually agree with such an unblinking eye! Could it be that domestic assassin organizations are all so wealthy now?

It seems the country has really progressed! He was contemplating whether he should re-enter the world of assassins and make a decent living in the domestic assassin circles...

"Mr. Madman, do you happen to have an account with Citibank?" the old man asked at this point, no longer hesitating now that he had made up his mind.

"Of course, I’m a supreme customer with the Citibank Black Gold Card."

Ye Xuan nodded, speaking without any exaggeration.

"Then please tell me your account number."

Hearing that Ye Xuan was a Black Gold Card customer, the old man’s tone became even more respectful.

"My bank card number is 1888xxxxxxxxxxx."

Ye Xuan readily gave his Citibank account information.

Although he wasn’t short of money, he wouldn’t complain about having too much, and if someone was giving him ten billion for free, refusing it would be foolish!

"Ok, I’ll have someone transfer the money over in a bit."

After jotting down the card number, the old man respectfully said, "By the way, Mr. Madman, I have something to tell you! Do you know who hired our Fengye to assassinate you?"

"Oh? Who is it, tell me?" Ye Xuan said indifferently.

In truth, Ye Xuan had already guessed who it was, and that person had already been killed by him.

"It’s the chairman of Bangyao Group in East Sea City, Song Bangyao," the old man quickly said.

Now, to completely resolve the crisis, the old man didn’t care about the assassin’s reputation and betrayed his employer’s information straight away.

Of course, he didn’t know that Song Bangyao was already dead, and revealing this was also a way to curry favor with Ye Xuan, making his position clear!

Ye Xuan nodded blandly, as expected, his choice to get rid of Song Bangyao in advance was the right one.

Seeing that Ye Xuan had no reaction to the employer’s name, the old man was slightly uncertain and tentatively asked:

"Mr. Madman, if you don’t want this person to live, our Fengye can make him disappear from this world immediately."

He was being so enthusiastic and aside from ingratiating himself with Ye Xuan and avoiding disaster, he was also trying to foster a closer relationship!

If he could attach this big Buddha to his own boat, which assassin organization in Yan Country would dare to provoke their Fengye Assassin Group in the future? It was practically like having an extra amulet for protection.

"No need! This person has already been sent by me to Hell to play chess with King Yan," Ye Xuan said in a light tone.

What?

The old man felt a chill in his heart, and these words sounded more like a warning to his ears.

It was shocking that Song Bangyao, the employer, had been killed by Ye Xuan!

At this moment, he secretly rejoiced that he had made the right choice not to be an enemy of Ye Xuan, or his fate would have turned out just like Song Bangyao’s.

"I understand!"

The old man bowed his head respectfully.

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