A master of both medicine and martial arts, he picked up a beautiful CEO as his wife.

"Bang!"

Before Ye Feng could even think about the crack that had opened up in his heart, before he could even delve deeper into the astonishing thought, the crack in his heart was still there.

Then the housekeeper started knocking urgently on the door!

"master!"

"Someone is looking for you outside..."

The butler's voice seemed to carry a hint of panic.

"Who?"

"It's... Zhao Hui! It's... Zhao Hui! Young Master Zhao."

Zhu Hongsheng and Ye Feng exchanged a glance, both with solemn expressions.

Zhao Hui!

Ye Feng will remember this name clearly.

That's what Lin Yuqing's aunt mentioned when they had a falling out that day.

Behind the successive killings by the Lin and Zhu families, the mastermind behind the scenes who had been covering everyone up has actually delivered himself to their doorstep.

Not long after, a handsome man wearing an expensive suit walked in.

He looked to be in his late twenties, and every gesture he made carried the confidence and arrogance of someone who had stood at the pinnacle of power for too long.

The smile on his face was flawless.

But her smile isn't captivating.

Because the smile in his eyes never reaches the deepest part...

Beneath that refined exterior lies a calculating and icy heart!

"Old man, I apologize for the intrusion!"

Zhao Hui nodded to Zhu Hongsheng first.

He was very polite, but his arrogant demeanor made it seem like he was bestowing a favor upon someone.

Then he looked directly at Ye Feng sitting opposite him, scrutinizing him from head to toe with a rather interesting expression...

"This must be Ye Feng, the 'Hidden Divine Physician of Nirvana Mountain' who's been making headlines in Dongyang lately, right?"

Ye Feng, with his hands in his pockets, looked back at the other person with a lazy air, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"Young Master Zhao has come to atone for the Zhu family's sins?"

Zhao Hui paused for a moment, then burst into laughter:

The laughter was very loud.

The chill below, however, could not be concealed.

"I apologize! Mr. Ye, are you joking?"

Zhao Hui calmly picked up the tea offered by his subordinate, took a small sip, and then said slowly:

"The little tricks that CDH played were done by their subordinates, and they made a bit of a fool of themselves."

However, I didn't come to see you today for that reason.

I came here specifically to ask Mr. Ye about yours!

"ask?"

Ye Feng raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Um."

Zhao Hui laughed, but his eyes were like two venomous snakes spitting their tongues as he stared into Ye Feng's eyes: "I heard you have the ability to summon wind and rain and bring dead bones back to life."

Even a medical expert like He Huai-ren can pull you back from the brink of death!

But I heard more than just these rumors; I heard something else too!

He paused, his voice suddenly lowering considerably, each word sounding as if it had been honed from a thousand years of ice:

"Mr. Ye, you yourself are burdened with a deadly calamity; your lifespan is insufficient... less than six months left!"

The air in the study seemed to freeze instantly.

Ye Feng's lowered fingertips twitched almost imperceptibly.

He Huai-ren said this right there at Luming Mountain! It was only a few days ago, so how did Zhao Hui get the news in such a short time, and even know the secret timeframe of "less than half a year"?

This net... is really deeper and denser than I imagined!

"Young Master Zhao's information network is quite impressive." Ye Feng's expression remained unchanged. "It's just that my life is really valuable. I've cured many people, but I just can't get rid of this life-threatening calamity of my own."

"What a pity, what a pity!"

Zhao Hui smiled knowingly and said, "Mr. Ye, you possess divine skills that have saved countless lives, yet you can't seem to escape your own deadly predicament?"

"My Zhao family may not have many other skills, but we have collected quite a few rare treasures and life-extending elixirs in the world." As he spoke, he leaned forward slightly, his voice full of temptation, "If Mr. Ye is willing to 'cooperate' with my Zhao family, your tribulation may be resolved."

Desire brings profit; hoarding brings harm.

Ye Feng sneered inwardly. Wasn't this supposed to be a collaboration?

Zhao Hui just wanted to take advantage of his dying days and rob him, hoping to cripple this "peerless divine doctor" pawn along with his sect's vast network of connections and win over the Zhao family's pocket!

"I appreciate Young Master Zhao's kindness." Ye Feng grinned, his roguish air returning. "However, my life is precious, and it's not something outsiders like you can help me with."

A shadow crossed Zhao Hui's eyes, but his expression remained gentle and refined: "Mr. Ye, why say such things! The world in Dongyang is vast and the waters run deep! There are some dangers ahead!"

After Zhao Hui stood up, he had a deep feeling looking down at him.

"You may dodge the first day of the month, but you can't dodge the fifteenth."

It was a statement that was neither too soft nor too hard, but it was definitely a veiled message, full of intrigue.

After saying that, Zhao Hui casually crossed his arms and left.

When he reached the door of the study, he turned back and gave Ye Feng a deep look.

His eyes conveyed one undisguised meaning: his life was the life of the Zhao family, and his skills were the ability of the Zhao family!

"Mr. Ye, we will meet again," he said softly.

These words seemed to be an attempt to build rapport, but to Ye Feng, they sounded like someone preparing to declare war.

After the person left, no one spoke in the study; only the sound of burning sandalwood could be heard.

Zhu Hongsheng's face was also very ugly. He didn't say a word for a long time, but slowly said, "This Zhao Hui... is a bad person. I have seen countless people, but I have never seen such eyes. In his eyes, he is very concerned about you, this calamity that is about to kill him, and he is determined to get you."

Ye Feng did not answer, but his gaze in the direction he left grew colder and colder, as if covered with a layer of frost.

"The Zhao family and the Li family, two seemingly unrelated lines, are secretly connected by a single hand." And the owner of this hand, "is so coveting of the secret of my own fatal calamity?" "It's not simply about taking one of my pawns!"

Time is running out.

But now, after Zhu Hongsheng's half-sentence hint, the real "key" is surging out wildly in his heart, which he had been tightly suppressing the secret with his "master's orders"!

Ye Feng subconsciously touched his chest.

He only had a little over four months left before his tribulation. But this time, for the first time, he found it hard to believe his master's words: "The key is Zhu Wanqing."

"Old man, I heard everything you said to me tonight. Who exactly is this 'key'? Could it be closer to us than we think?"

Zhu Hongsheng looked at him, seemingly understanding but not quite.

This all-knowing person had a vague feeling: it seemed that a storm was raging in the child's heart!

Ye Feng opened the door and went out, a night breeze blowing in.

"What did Grandpa... say to me?" Zhu Wanqing, who was standing in the corridor, crossed her arms and waited for him to come out. When she saw him, she ran over to ask.

"Hehe, the old man is sentimental and brought up some old stories." Ye Feng glanced at her and then shook his head.

He wouldn't tell her that half-sentence. Without absolute confidence and certainty, he didn't want to, and couldn't, give anyone, especially her, a mere illusion.

But when and how will the real key appear in front of him?

He really didn't know.