The three Monger brothers were also surprised by Fang Yujuan’s audacity to reason with the steward of the High Class Divine Race’s Cui Family without backing down. She was calm and composed, with an unyielding demeanor.

This kind of aura is not something that ordinary people possess, and it’s rare even among the High Class Divine Race.

The steward’s usual responsibilities extended beyond merely managing the Cui Family’s affairs, big and small. One of his most important tasks was to please the higher-ups, so reading people was one of his top skills.

He was as good as any other member of the Divine Race at figuring people out.

He noticed that Fang Yu’s attitude was not typical of the Divine Race. To show such confidence on one’s face requires someone with real confidence and assurance.

Moreover, his posture and gaze exuded the aura of a respected and esteemed Doctor.

Thus, the steward hesitated for a moment.

"How do you intend to prove that you can cure Miss Cui?"

This was rather a speechless question.

How to prove it? You must enter to treat Miss Cui to prove it. Yet, how could the steward easily allow someone who seemed like a con artist to enter Miss Cui’s room? This was a predicament.

But Fang Yu had already thought of a solution.

"I stake the lives of my three brothers and myself. If I can’t cure Miss Cui, the four of us will let you punish us as you see fit!"

The three Monger brothers looked bewildered.

Damn, our lives seem to be worth only this much? Following him here, it turns out, is a death sentence. We should daydream about wealth and treasures in our next lives.

This guy is a trap, seriously.

Hearing that Fang Yu staked the lives of the four brothers, the steward finally gave Fang Yu a genuine glance.

No one would willingly give up their lives without reason; nobody truly wishes for death.

Maybe this guy does have some real skill after all.

After pondering for a moment, the steward said, "Alright, I’ll let you in directly."

The other doctors looked utterly surprised, as if they’d swallowed a fly, uncomfortable.

This really works?

Fang Yu paid no attention to others’ reactions and walked straight in.

Remaining as calm and confident as ever.

The steward didn’t say much more, helping Feng Yu in with a couple of gestures.

They walked until they reached the interior hall.

After twisting and turning, Fang Yu finally arrived at an outer chamber.

Fang Yu was surprised to find that this room was made of wood.

It was the first non-metallic structure he’d seen here since arriving in Red County Star Domain.

This surprised him.

This indicated that Miss Cui had unique tastes; her personality must also be peculiar.

The steward knocked lightly on the door.

"Miss, the new doctor is here."

There was no objection from within, just a clear voice.

"Let him in, please."

The steward turned to Fang Yu and said, "Once inside, no matter what you see, keep quiet, and speak only when needed. Be mindful of what to say or not say."

"Understood. I’m here just to diagnose."

The steward nodded, acknowledging his compliance.

Entering, Fang Yu navigated another room’s corridors before arriving.

Rounding the screen, he saw the designated bed.

A transparent veil covered the bed, but Fang Yu could still make out the slender figure of a woman lying there, back turned, as if unwilling to show her face.

A maid stood beside the bed.

She looked tall and formidable as well.

The genes of the Divine Race seem to be like this.

Physically robust, but not simple-minded.

"Doctor, please attend to my lady’s condition."

"Alright."

Fang Yu nodded and approached the bed. As soon as he sat down, Miss Cui extended her fair wrist.

Were it not for this being the Red County Star Domain, upon seeing this fair wrist, Fang Yu would have assumed she was a human from Earth.

Too much like Earth humans, not at all like the Divine Race.

This utterly shocked Fang Yu.

How could members of the Divine Race have genes similar to humans?

"Miss Cui, may I take a look?"

To verify this, Fang Yu decided he wanted to see her true face.

"Sir, are you confident?"

Fang Yu smiled calmly and said, "I must be confident. I cannot afford not to be confident. I have brothers outside, holding the lives of four people in my hands. If I can’t cure you, we four must face Hell."

There was a touch of surprise beneath the transparent veil.

"It seems you’re very confident. Many doctors merely wish to try their luck for a hefty reward, but none have succeeded yet. Rest assured, even if you can’t cure me, I won’t let the steward trouble you. Tell me, how can I assist you?"

Fang Yu was again surprised, not expecting Miss Cui to remain patient after seeing so many doctors. This patience was rare; typically, a rich family’s lady would already be quite overbearing if not behaving like this.

"I need to take a look to determine the cause of the illness."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

"I initially planned to spare your life and your brothers’. But once you see my face, you must cure me; otherwise, your only end is death." Her voice was very light, not at all joking.

"I had anticipated this."

"Oh?"

"If I’m correct, the reason those doctors can’t cure you isn’t due to their Medical Skills but because your body’s genetics are unique!" Feng Yu exclaimed.

A surprised sound came from behind the veil.

Swoosh.

Miss Cui pulled the veil aside.

Revealing her face.

Fang Yu took only a glance and then quickly looked away.

Miss Cui noticed his change of gaze and pulled the veil back down.

"Frightened, are you?"

"No."

Fang Yu slowly stood up.

"You fear they’ll see your face and spread rumors, so anyone who fails to cure you must die."

"You know this yet you dared to look?" Miss Cui asked.

"Of course, I dared because I could tell from your wrist alone, even without a diagnosis, the nature of your illness and can guarantee to cure you 100%." Fang Yu said confidently.

Upon hearing this, Miss Cui was utterly shocked.

The maid was equally stunned, staring at Fang Yu.

"You wouldn’t be bluffing, would you? Even High Class Doctors in the main city can’t achieve this. Why can you do it without bringing anything? I see you as a fraud."

"Do fraudsters gamble with their life?"

"Well..."

"For this treatment, I need to discuss things privately with Miss Cui. Please step out momentarily," Fang Yu commanded the maid with an imperative tone.

The maid hadn’t anticipated a doctor from the outer layer daring to speak to her like this. Just as she was about to retort, Miss Cui said, "Furong, leave us."

The maid was again taken aback.

Miss Cui used a particularly harsh term... leave us?

But could she resist? After all, Miss Cui was her master. Resentfully, the maid shot a glance at the old house before leaving.