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If he had the courage to defy Si Fuqing, he wouldn’t have been reduced to a mere tool.

Indeed, ignorance often breeds fearlessness.

Jiang Changfeng even envied Zuo Zonghe’s audacity.

He himself wouldn’t dare to plot against Jiang Changning with a laxative, let alone confront Si Fuqing directly.

Like a mute person eating coptis, they have bitterness to express but no words to voice it

Zuo Zonghe’s mind buzzed, momentarily deafened, “What… what did you say?

He had been oblivious to the existence of the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand and the Miracle Doctor Alliance.

The three aristocratic families and the four major alliances were well-known institutions with a legacy of a thousand years in the Great Xia Dynasty, familiar even to children.

The Miracle Doctor Alliance, considered a legend since not even historians could confirm its existence, held a reputation greater than the Spiritual Alliance (Supernatural Management Bureau), the leading alliance.

“Anyway, you’re brave,” Jiang Changfeng commented dryly. “I’ll have to commend your ‘heroic deeds’ to the third elder.”

Shock the third elders brain.

“Speak, what business do you have with me?” Si Fuqing leaned back in her chair. “I’m in a good mood today. Speak your mind, and perhaps I might just indulge you.”

Jiang Changfeng was rather surprised. “You’re in a good mood despite encountering such an incident?”

“I ate three chickens by myself tonight.” Si Fuqing reminisced about the evening’s roast, sighing with satisfaction. “The feng Shui here must be good. The chickens raised here are delicious, with tender and flavorful meat. I should catch a few more another day.”

Jiang Changfeng was speechless.

Zuo Zonghe was too shocked to react. The pain he felt was nothing compared to his astonishment. His ears rang fiercely, nearly deafening him, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Si Fuqing, the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand?

What a ridiculous internationaljoke!

Had it not been for Zuo Xianyu mentioning it, he would never have heard of the title Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand.

But after Zuo Xianyu’s explanation, he understood that this was a title for a truly remarkable miracle doctor.

Death demands a soul at midnight, but the Ghosthand can revive them by dawn.

Surely, the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand must be an elderlyperson.

How old is Si Fuqing?

She hadjust turned 18 at the end oflast year.

How could she possibly be the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand?!

If Si Fuqing was indeed the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand, considering what he and Zuo Qingya had done to her over the years, how could they have escaped unscathed until now?

“You… you think you are one just because you say so?” Zuo Zonghe couldn’t bring himself to believe, almost shouting, “The Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand is a miracle doctor, and you are what—”

He couldn’t finish his sentence as his face suddenly contorted in pain, his body convulsing in agony.

Zuo Zonghe clutched his neck, his face turning purple, as if he was about to suffocate.

After a few seconds, the pain subsided, and he could finally breathe deeply, his expression filled with sheer terror.

Jiang Changfeng’s eyes narrowed.

Si Fuqing, with her chin propped in her hand, looked intrigued. “Continue.”

“I’ll speak, I’ll speak!” Zuo Zonghe was terrified, frantically bowing his head. “It’s the young master of the Yu family who asked my sister to find you, hoping to establish a connection with the Yu family. I had no idea of your renown before this!”

Jiang Changfeng frowned. “The young master of the Yu family?”

Are the Yus worthy of the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthands intervention?

The Miracle Doctor Alliance had also sought the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand’s help but to no avail.

The only time the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand intervened was when her path was obstructed.

This was truly unconventional.

“I have indeed saved a few people,” Si Fuqing said nonchalantly, her expression unchanging and relaxed. “I don’t remember. It’s not important, so why should

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Jiang Changfeng remained silent.

What was a life-saving grace worth remembering for a lifetime to others was nothing more than a triviality to her.

“Spare me, my lord!” Zuo Zonghe lost all his earlier bravado. ‘My lord, I was blind to your greatness. You are the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand, and I deserve death for doubting your word.”

“That’s enough, I understand,” Si Fuqing stood up, indifferent. “But I have no interest in meeting this young master of the Yu family you speak of.”

“Yes, yes, yes, he’s not worthy to meet you. He’s not even worthy to carry your shoes,” Zuo Zonghe continued to plead. “You are magnanimous, my lord.

Please spare my worthless life.”

“Although the title sounds a bit cheesy, it’s actually quite fitting,” Si Fuqing mused, arms crossed. “Hmm… but those who knew my true identity in the past have all met their fate..”