Chapter 273 Fate

A hint of disdain appeared on Song Aoshuang’s lips. “You think you can drive me away? Even if you’ve learned a few amateur moves, you’re still trash.”

With that, she directly engaged the people in front of her. She was just one person, not even asking her companions behind her for help.

Although Tang Kui and the others were aggressive and numerous, they were several levels below her in cultivation.

He Pengfei, who charged at the front, was kicked in the abdomen by Song Aoshuang and sent flying.

Tang Kui followed closely, only to have his shoulder grabbed by her. With a pull and a release, a click was heard, and his arm was dislocated.

The others fared no better; none could land a single blow, and soon all were knocked to the ground.

The surrounding people, not expecting this woman to be so fierce, scattered to both sides, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.

“Trash!”

Song Aoshuang glanced at them with an arrogant expression, then shouted again, “Ye Bufan, come out quickly, or I’ll tear down your Xinglin Garden.”

At this moment, Ye Bufan had just finished treating a patient. He put down his pen and walked over.

He walked to Tang Kui’s side, lightly brushed his hand over his shoulder, and with a click, the dislocated arm was immediately reset.

Tang Kui, grimacing in pain, quickly said, “Thank you, Ye Ye, this woman is truly despicable.”

Song Aoshuang’s expression changed slightly. The technique she used just now could be said to be exclusive; ordinary people couldn’t reset a dislocated arm.

Even if she did it herself, she wouldn't do it so effortlessly.

Despite this, she didn’t pay much attention. He was just a small doctor, not worth her Young Miss Song’s consideration.

“You are Ye Bufan?”

She asked with an arrogant expression.

“That’s right, it’s me.”

“You have a Millennium Yang Ginseng?”

“That’s correct, I just happen to have one.”

After this woman’s disturbance, Ye Bufan understood a bit more. The reason why someone widely publicized his acquisition of the Millennium Yang Ginseng last night was not to advertise Xinglin Garden, but to cause him trouble.

Song Aoshuang said with a face full of joy, “That’s great, quickly hand over the Yang Ginseng, I just happen to need it.”

Ye Bufan’s lips curled into a cold smile: “Where did you hear that I have a Millennium Yang Ginseng?”

Song Aoshuang said, “Does that even need to be said? The news that you’ve acquired the Millennium Yang Ginseng is all over the internet now, dominating the top trending searches on many websites.”

“Since you’ve seen the news, you should also know that this Millennium Yang Ginseng was bought by me for 50 million. You just open your mouth and expect to get it for free, why should I give it to you?”

“I…” Song Aoshuang’s expression froze, then she said arrogantly, “Why? Because I happen to need this ginseng, quickly hand it over to me.”

Ye Bufan said, “What if I don’t give it?”

Song Aoshuang pointed at the people next to her and said, “Don’t provoke me, or they will be your fate. I need this ginseng, and you happen to have it, which means there’s a destiny between me and this ginseng.

Since it’s destined for me, it’s my ginseng. Why shouldn’t you give it to me?”

“Is that so? It sounds quite reasonable.”

Ye Bufan smiled coldly, raised his right hand, and said, “My hand is a bit itchy, and your face just happens to be in front of me, which means there’s a destiny between us.”

With that, he slapped her. The slap was so fast that Song Aoshuang had no reaction and was sent flying by the blow.

After hitting her, Ye Bufan looked at his palm and said mockingly, “Indeed, it’s a destined face; it makes a good sound when slapped, and it feels great!”

“You bastard, you dare hit me!”

Song Aoshuang was practically fuming. In all these years, no one had ever dared to hit her face.

But before she could finish speaking, she felt a blur before her eyes, followed by another sharp pain on her face, and she was slapped hard again.

Ye Bufan sneered, “Do I need to prove this again?”

A mere Yellow Rank Late Stage Martial Artist dared to come to his place and cause trouble. If he didn’t teach her a lesson, she would really think he was easy to bully.

Song Aoshuang climbed up from the ground again, glaring at Ye Bufan and saying, “Daring to lay a hand on me, Song Aoshuang, you don’t know your place!”

As she spoke, a fierce Aura emanated from her, surging forth like a raging tide, forcing the people nearby to retreat.

“Ye Bufan, you’ve gotten yourself into big trouble today!

Quickly hand over the Millennium Yang Ginseng, and then cripple one of your arms. I can consider letting you go, otherwise, I’ll cripple you directly and then dismantle your Xinglin Garden.”

The people behind her also recovered their senses and stood beside Song Aoshuang, rolling up their sleeves, as if ready to fight at the slightest disagreement.

Ye Bufan clasped his hands behind his back and said coldly, “As a Martial Artist, bullying the weak and forcibly taking others’ wealth is immoral.

Having low cultivation yet looking down on everyone is overestimating oneself.

And coming to Xinglin Garden to cause trouble and challenge my authority is seeking death.”

He strode forward, looking at Song Aoshuang with sharp eyes, and said, “Although Xinglin Garden is not some Martial Dao Holy Land, it is absolutely not a place where a nobody like you can act wildly.

Get out now while you still can, or you’ll regret it for the rest of your life!”

“Make me regret it? Just you? Quickly hand over the Millennium Yang Ginseng, or you’ll be crippled!”

Song Aoshuang remained arrogant, even though she had been slapped twice in a row, and her cheeks were swollen.

But in her opinion, it was because she wasn’t careful, it was a sneak attack. If they fought a real battle, this pretty boy in front of her would definitely not be her opponent.

“Overestimating yourself!”

Ye Bufan didn’t bother with more words and immediately delivered another hard slap.

For such an overconfident woman, just slap her!

This time, Song Aoshuang had been extra careful, putting in her full effort and concentration, yet she still couldn’t defend against the slap and was once again sent flying with a loud smack.

“I…” She first looked incredulous, then furious, and kicked out fiercely, aiming directly for Ye Bufan’s face.

The kick was powerful and heavy, accompanied by a sharp whooshing sound, enough to break even a steel pipe.

Ye Bufan stood there unmoving, like a straight spear.

Just as Song Aoshuang’s foot reached his face, he suddenly threw a punch, striking hard at the sole of Song Aoshuang’s foot.

Generally speaking, the strength of an arm is simply not enough to contend with a leg, unless there is a huge difference in cultivation.

Seeing Ye Bufan actually use his fist to take her kick head-on, a fierce look flashed across her face. In her opinion, this pretty boy in front of her was dead for sure.

Fist and foot collided with a loud bang. Ye Bufan remained standing there like a spear, as if rooted to the ground.

Song Aoshuang, however, flew back more than ten meters like a cannonball, crashing into a large tree at the entrance.

The impact was powerful; the tree, as thick as a person, swayed violently, and leaves rustled down to the ground.

At this moment, Song Aoshuang felt as if her right foot had been smashed by a thousand-pound hammer; it was numb and had lost all sensation, making it extremely difficult to stand up.

Now she finally understood that the other party’s cultivation was far superior to hers, and she simply couldn’t contend with him.

Ye Bufan slowly walked up to her: “With just these few moves, you dare to come here and snatch my Yang Ginseng. You have no objection to me crippling your two legs, do you?”