Yang Zheng was very pleased. He knew that if Ye Tian said he had elixirs, it would not be an empty promise. He said, "Mr. Ye, from now on, you are a distinguished guest of our Yang family. If you need anything, you can come to us, and the Yang family will do their utmost!"
Ye Tian smiled, "You are too kind. I will first give Elder Yang a massage and acupuncture to help him recover some energy. I will refine my elixirs as soon as possible."
The elixirs he spoke of were a type of Yuan Cultivating Pill, which, when taken long-term, greatly benefited the body. For someone like Yang Zhenguo, who was old and frail, extending his lifespan by ten to twenty years was absolutely no problem.
They went to a quiet place, and Ye Tian performed acupuncture and massage on Yang Zhenguo, clearing his meridians, activating his immunity, and prescribing a nourishing herbal formula for him to take.
At noon, the Yang family hosted a grand banquet. Many important figures were present, all expressing their gratitude to Ye Tian.
In the afternoon, he bid farewell to the Yang family. As he left, Yang Zheng handed Ye Tian a check for five million yuan.
The Yang family was not a merchant family, and being able to produce five million yuan was already a great show of sincerity. Ye Tian repeatedly declined, but the Yang family insisted that he accept it.
He no longer stood on ceremony and accepted the check.
Along the way, Han Ningshuang said, "As a divine doctor, your connections are truly terrifying. You've only been at the Yang family for a few days, and you've already become a distinguished guest. You even made Yang Zheng utter such a solemn promise as 'If you need anything, come to him.'"
Ye Tian replied, "It concerns life and death, so their reaction is not surprising."
As they spoke, he began to contact Lin Ziyi. Lin Ziyi was dealing with company matters. When Ye Tian called, the line was noisy, and it sounded like people were drinking.
"Hello, Brother Tian," Lin Ziyi's voice was tinged with drunkenness, and her enunciation was slurred.
Ye Tian frowned, "Ziyi, have you been drinking?"
Lin Ziyi replied, "Mm, I'm accompanying some leaders. Brother Tian, I can't talk anymore, I have to drink again."
Ye Tian said, "Ziyi, where are you? I'll come pick you up."
He was somewhat uneasy. Drinking parties were prone to incidents, and a beautiful woman like Lin Ziyi was even more likely to be targeted by those with ill intentions.
Lin Ziyi said, "Then I'll send you the address."
A moment later, she sent the address to Ye Tian, and Ye Tian asked the driver to go there.
Han Ningshuang glanced at the address and exclaimed in surprise, "Qingjin Hotel! That's One-Eyed Chen's territory!"
Ye Tian asked, "One-Eyed Chen? Do you know him?"
Han Ningshuang was a little anxious. "This One-Eyed Chen is a master at setting traps. Whether it's a woman scheming against a man or a man scheming against a woman, he's an expert. If these people chose to drink in One-Eyed Chen's territory, they must have malicious intentions."
Ye Tian's expression turned grim. "Driver, drive faster."
A car stopped at the entrance of Qingjin Hotel, and Ye Tian and Han Ningshuang got out. As they reached the entrance, a waiter stopped them, "Sir, Madam, do you have a reservation?"
Ye Tian replied, "I'm here to find someone."
The waiter said coldly, "I'm sorry, sir. This is a private establishment, and outsiders are not allowed."
Ye Tian had no desire to waste words with him. With a surge of his divine sense, the waiter's eyes glazed over, and he stood there blankly.
Pushing the door open, Ye Tian entered the lobby. The lobby manager immediately walked over. Seeing Ye Tian enter, he assumed he had a reservation and asked with a smile, "Sir, which room did you book?"
Ye Tian said, "Third floor, Joyful Valley."
The lobby manager was slightly surprised. Joyful Valley on the third floor was already well underway; why was this gentleman arriving now? He then sized up Ye Tian and said, "Sir, please wait a moment while I confirm."
Ye Tian said, "Tell One-Eyed Chen to come see me." With that, he started walking upstairs.
The manager was shocked and reached out to grab him, but as his hand touched Ye Tian, it felt like an electric shock, and his body went numb for a long time.
His heart filled with dread. He stopped the security guards who were about to rush forward and said sternly, "Friend, I can see you know martial arts, but Qingjin Hotel is not a place where you can run wild. If you come down now, we can talk. Otherwise, Qingjin Hotel will not let this matter rest!"
Ye Tian ignored him completely and, with Han Ningshuang, headed straight for the third floor.