A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

Is my period starting?

Gu Feng looked left and right, and even opened the door and went out into the yard to look around—there wasn't a ghost in sight, so where did this auntie or auntie come from?

He turned back and knocked on Su Man'er's door, asking suspiciously, "Sister, I haven't seen your aunt?"

Before he could finish speaking, there was a loud crash in the room, and something fell to the ground.

Gu Feng was completely baffled. Just as he was about to knock on the door again, a knock came from outside. He was overjoyed: surely it must be his sister's period this time?

I opened the door and saw no sign of Aunt Flo. There wasn't a woman there at all—six grown men were standing in a row at the door.

"Gu Feng?" the burly man at the head of the group asked.

"Mr. Ding?" Gu Feng asked tentatively.

He had actually glanced at Ding Lisheng last night, but that was while he was pretending to be unconscious and squinting at him. Strictly speaking, this was the first time the two of them had officially met—at least that's how Ding Lisheng saw it.

"Hehe, that's right." Ding Lisheng laughed.

"It is an honor to have such a distinguished guest at our humble abode. Mr. Ding, please come in." This was the first time Gu Feng had ever taken the initiative to invite someone into the house.

The four bodyguards tacitly remained outside the door, while Ding Lisheng only brought his advisor into the house.

"Mr. Gu, we really owe Mr. Ding a great debt of gratitude for your help last time. Mr. Ding was away from home for a while and only returned last night. He came here today specifically to express his thanks. This is a small token of Mr. Ding's appreciation, and he hopes you will accept it." The clerk handed over a beautifully wrapped gift basket.

The basket contained a pack of cigarettes, a bottle of wine, an ornament that looked like a strange stone, and a pair of couple watches, one large and one small, with colorful candies laid out underneath.

Gu Feng glanced at it quickly, not lingering on it for long, and simply said, "You're too kind."

Upon seeing this, the advisor's expression changed slightly. He had put a lot of thought into arranging this gift; the cigarettes were limited edition, the wine was aged, and the rare stone was something he had painstakingly sought out through connections. Yet this man didn't even raise an eyebrow, demonstrating the breadth of his knowledge and the size of his appetite, far exceeding that of an ordinary young man.

"Gu Feng..." Ding Lisheng called out, then paused, and asked hesitantly, "I'm a rough man, you won't mind if I call you that, will you?"

"No, Mr. Ding, you're too kind." Gu Feng smiled.

"Alright, don't stand on ceremony with me. I'm a generation older than you, so I'll take advantage of you a little—call me Uncle Ding, okay?"

"Okay, Uncle Ding." Gu Feng was now playing the role of a dutiful junior.

"Haha." Ding Lisheng laughed heartily a few times, then said seriously, "Gu Feng, you cured my old man's illness first, and then saved my daughter's life. If I had to say who I, Ding Lisheng, have ever owed a debt of gratitude to in my life, it would only be you. Since you call me uncle, I won't treat you as an outsider. I've already figured out what happened last night. You can rest assured about the Zheng and Chu families. I have some reservations about the two brothers in Chu Hanzhong, but as for the Zheng family—I can make them happy or I can crush them. Just live your life honestly and do what you're supposed to do. If they dare to play any tricks, I guarantee they'll regret it."

Gu Feng could tell that Ding Lisheng was a straightforward person.

The worst thing you can do when dealing with someone like that is to play mind games. So he put aside his sharp tongue and said sincerely, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Uncle Ding."

Gu Feng feared nothing and no one, but he couldn't help but think of Su Man'er. Having Ding Lisheng as a protector was naturally the best thing, and it would provide an extra layer of protection for his sister's safety—after all, he couldn't be by her side every moment.

The advisor had been sitting quietly to one side since he entered and spoke once. Gu Feng smiled and turned to Ding Lisheng: "Uncle Ding, you haven't introduced this person to me yet."

"Oh, this is Attorney Zhong, who is also my legal advisor. If you need to file a lawsuit in the future, just go to him. He can handle lawsuits like picking snails with three fingers—he's almost certain to win."

A lawyer? Gu Feng couldn't help but feel a sense of respect, and clasped his hands in greeting, "Greetings, Master."

"Mr. Gu..."

"If you don't mind, please call me by my name, just like Uncle Ding."

"Alright, Gu Feng." The advisor smiled as well. This boy had thick eyebrows and bright eyes, and his demeanor was humble; he certainly had the qualities to be liked. The advisor couldn't help but feel a desire to offer some guidance. "Gu Feng, there's something I'd like to tell you?"

"Please speak frankly, sir."

"Actually, we already came by earlier. We saw the Chu family from afar, so we avoided them. I suppose they've already left by now?"

"I'm gone."

"You treated the arm of the third son of the Chu family?"

"It's cured." Gu Feng was a little puzzled; why was the advisor asking this?

"Gu Feng, as the saying goes, it's better to resolve conflicts than to let them fester. Since you've already healed the third brother's injuries, why not be generous enough to heal those two from the Zheng family as well?"

Gu Feng was startled by these words.

It wasn't surprising that Chu Xinran could guess that he had tampered with Lao San, Zheng Zedong, and Zheng Aniu—she was, after all, half a party involved. But the advisor, clearly an outsider, was able to connect these scattered clues and deduce the key points, demonstrating his meticulousness, which was far beyond that of ordinary people.

"Hey? Master—" Before Gu Feng could speak, Ding Lisheng objected, "Something doesn't sound right to me. Gu Feng is one of our own, but what is this Zheng guy? They started the trouble, so even if they end up crippled, it's their own fault, and they don't deserve any sympathy."

"Ding Sheng, you don't understand this," the advisor said calmly. "We are people of the martial world, and we are never afraid of grudges and vendettas. But Gu Feng and his sister are honest people. You just said to let them live a peaceful life. But if this thorn isn't removed, how can they live in peace? Perhaps right now, with you, Ding Sheng, keeping things in check, the Zheng family won't dare to act rashly. But what about the future? There's a long road ahead."

Ding Lisheng fell silent, and Gu Feng waited patiently for what would happen next.

"I was watching a TV series the other day, and there was a funny line: 'If Heaven has a grudge, Heaven will grow old; I hate you so much I can't forget you.' I laughed when I heard that. But after laughing, I couldn't help but think about it—some hatreds are indeed unforgettable. No matter if the sea changes or the years pass, as long as the hatred is etched in your heart, it will always be there. I specifically asked around, and the fourth and fifth sons of the Zheng family may be left with disabilities. If they spend the rest of their lives dragging their crippled bodies around, both they and their families will constantly think of Gu Feng's name. Rather than letting them dwell on it day and night, why not turn hostility into friendship, relieve their worries, and put our own minds at ease?"

These heartfelt words deepened Gu Feng's respect for the advisor, and he sincerely bowed, saying, "What you say is absolutely right, sir. That's what I thought too. But..."

"Is it just that the resentment hasn't subsided, and you can't forgive them right now?"

By this moment, Gu Feng was completely convinced that the two people in front of him had no ill intentions towards him whatsoever—otherwise, why would they be so frank in their advice?

Gu Feng has always been a cunning person, but he is also a person with character and principles.

He is open and honest with others, and he never hides his true feelings from anyone.

"Master, it's not like that. Actually, when Chu Xinran begged me to treat her injuries, I was already somewhat tempted. After all, I didn't kill them—if I had, all the grudges and hatred would have been wiped clean. But although they were despicable and shameless, they didn't deserve to die. So when I took action, I left myself room to maneuver. It's just that I'm really unwilling to let them go so easily, and I'm also worried that they'll forget the pain once the wounds have healed and come back to do evil again in the future."

"Gu Feng, believe it or not—a feng shui master might deceive you for thirty or fifty years, but your advisor can only deceive you for three or five years at most. Listen to your advisor's advice, it's best to untangle this knot as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be endless."

Gu Feng took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and cupped his hands in a fist salute, saying, "Master, thank you for your invaluable advice. I have learned a lot. I will treat them."

"Hehe, young people should have this kind of magnanimity." The advisor stroked his beard and laughed, then turned to Ding Lisheng, "Ding Sheng, do you believe it or not? Gu Feng's future achievements will definitely far surpass yours."

"I don't believe it—" Ding Lisheng suddenly shouted, startling Gu Feng and the advisor. Then he burst into laughter, "If I don't believe it, who else can you believe? Haha! Advisor, I think you should give up being a lawyer and become a fortune teller and feng shui master. I guarantee you'll earn more than representing gangsters in court."

Setting aside his boss-like demeanor, Ding Lisheng was surprisingly witty and humorous, something Gu Feng had never expected. He and his advisor couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Alright, alright, it's getting late. Those old uncles are probably going to scold me for being disrespectful again." Ding Lisheng stood up. "It's settled then. We'll act as your mediator. Advisor, you came up with this idea, so you're in charge of setting the time and negotiating the terms."

"Besides me, I'm afraid no one else would be willing to do this kind of thing," the advisor said with a wry smile.

"Then I'll have to trouble Uncle Ding and the advisor." Gu Feng stood up to see the guest off, feigning concern as he added, "Why don't you stay for a meal before you leave? I'll cook a few home-style dishes..."

Before the clerk could speak, Ding Lisheng interjected, "Clerk, don't open your mouth. I know what you want to say. I'll say it for you—Gu Feng, a good man's ambition lies in all corners of the world. Let's avoid mundane chores like cooking and sweeping. What do you think, clerk? Did I hit the nail on the head?"

The advisor shook his head with a wry smile: "I originally wanted to ask him if he could make my favorite dish, stir-fried pickled cabbage with pork intestines. Well, Ding Sheng, now that you've spoken, I can't mooch this meal. Let's go, let's go."

"Gu Feng, come visit us sometime." Ding Lisheng patted Gu Feng on the shoulder as he left. He had already started planning: This young man was handsome, charming, and had superb medical skills; he had also saved his daughter's life. If he could make him his son-in-law, it would truly fulfill a great wish.

Gu Feng nodded vigorously. "I have to go. Your daughter hasn't fulfilled the conditions she promised me yet."