At that moment, the train arrived at the station, and the announcer's sweet voice echoed through the speakers.
Seeing this, Chen Xuan pulled out the silver needles from the old man, packed them away, grabbed his bundle, and left without even acknowledging that woman.
"Hey, don’t go!" Jiang Wushuang shouted angrily, but with her grandfather still unconscious, she didn’t dare to leave his side.
Two minutes later, the old man slowly opened his eyes. At that moment, a powerful aura radiated from his body.
"Grandpa! You’re awake! How are you feeling? Don’t worry, that country bumpkin dared to mess with you—I won’t let him off!"
"That little miracle doctor left?" The old man’s expression changed. "Shuang’er, hurry! Inform our Jiang family members to find him! Even if we have to turn all of Jiangdong upside down, we must locate him! He is a true master, and our Jiang family must do everything to establish good relations with him!"
Hearing this, Jiang Wushuang was momentarily stunned.
The old man sighed and said, "Shuang’er, your grandfather’s illness is truly cured, and my martial arts level has advanced even further. This is all thanks to that little miracle doctor. He is a true master, and our Jiang family owes him a huge favor."
"Furthermore, this young doctor is no ordinary person. The acupuncture technique he used carried immense internal energy. I fear that he might be an even stronger martial artist than your grandfather. Stop talking and act now—tell the Jiang family to find him at all costs. I, Jiang Xiaotang, must personally thank this divine doctor!"
Upon hearing these words, Jiang Wushuang was utterly shocked. That country bumpkin was not only a miracle doctor but also a martial artist stronger than her grandfather?
Outside the train station in Dongling City.
"Dongling City truly deserves to be the biggest city in Jiangzhou. These skyscrapers are way taller than those in Taiping Town, where even birds wouldn’t stop to poop!"
Chen Xuan stood outside the station, carrying his bundle, looking around like a country bumpkin entering the city for the first time. His face was filled with curiosity and excitement.
He then pulled out an address that his master’s wife had given him before he left. It was the address of his fiancée, whom he had never met.
"Fiancée, huh? I wonder what she looks like. If she’s not even as good-looking as Widow Wang, then I’m at a huge loss." He muttered to himself, then flagged down a taxi and said, "Driver, take me to this address."
The taxi driver glanced at the address, then looked at Chen Xuan in surprise. "Young man, you’re heading to the Gao Family Estate?"
Chen Xuan nodded.
The driver was even more surprised. The Gao family was one of Dongling City’s most prestigious clans. Could this country bumpkin have gone to the wrong place?
However, the driver didn’t ask further and instead said, "Are you going to celebrate Old Master Gao’s birthday? Today is his 70th birthday. Many prominent figures from Dongling are attending. People like us can only watch from the sidelines."
"His 70th birthday?"
Chen Xuan tightened his grip on his bundle. Before leaving, his senior master’s wife had given him a pack of mountain tea, something she treated as a treasure. It should make a decent birthday gift, right?
Half an hour later, Chen Xuan arrived at the Gao Family Estate.
In front of him stood a massive manor, grand and imposing, exuding an aura of wealth and power.
This was the largest house Chen Xuan had ever seen. Compared to the mud-brick house where he had lived for 18 years in Taiping Village, this place was like a royal palace!
"Wow… Looks like my future father-in-law is a filthy rich tycoon! I need to seize this opportunity—maybe I’ll ascend to the peak of life and marry a rich, beautiful wife!" He thought to himself smugly.
At the entrance of the estate, a red carpet stretched all the way to the main road. Luxury cars were gathered, and guests were arriving in droves, making the atmosphere lively and grand.
Many guests were stepping forward to offer birthday congratulations to Old Master Gao.
Chen Xuan adjusted his bundle and confidently stepped onto the red carpet, heading straight for the Gao Family Estate. He was naturally fearless—just a wild man from the mountains who wasn’t intimidated by such grand occasions.
"Chairman of Tianhe Group sends his congratulations, presenting a pair of jade bracelets!"
"Haitang Pavilion sends their congratulations, presenting a fine porcelain vase!"
At the entrance, the master of ceremonies loudly announced each guest’s arrival and their gifts. Inside the manor, the hall was already filled with important guests.
Chen Xuan arrived at the entrance, where the master of ceremonies, who had been shouting grand announcements moments ago, almost choked when he saw the plainly dressed young man carrying a bundle. Did this guy enter the wrong place?
Chen Xuan, however, paid no mind and said, "Chen Xuan, from Taiping Village. Presenting half a jin of mountain tea."
The master of ceremonies was momentarily stunned.
"What are you staring at? Announce it!" Chen Xuan said impatiently. Damn servant, I’m your future son-in-law! Are you blind?
The master of ceremonies stiffened, then reluctantly shouted toward the manor, "Chen Xuan from Taiping Village presents half a jin of mountain tea!"
Inside the hall, Old Master Gao, who had been chatting with guests, was momentarily stunned. "Chen Xuan from Taiping Village? Half a jin of mountain tea? What the hell is this?"
The guests also paused in confusion.
"Dad..." Gao Wenbang, Old Master Gao’s son, frowned as he approached.
"Father, did we invite someone by that name?" asked Gao Wenbang’s wife, Wu Lili, who had also arrived with their daughter, Gao Yao.
Old Master Gao shook his head.
"Taiping Village? Where is that? Who is Chen Xuan?"
"Never heard of him. Giving Old Master Gao half a jin of mountain tea for his birthday? Is he insane?"
"Wait, is this tea some kind of rare, high-quality tea?"
"Must be, right? Anyone coming to celebrate Old Master Gao’s birthday can’t possibly bring something that lacks class."
Everyone turned their gaze toward the entrance.
Under their watchful eyes, a young man dressed simply yet cleanly, carrying a bundle, walked in with a swagger. Despite being stared at by so many people, he showed no sign of nervousness and did not feel out of place at all.
"Pfft! Where did this country bumpkin come from? Did he wander into the wrong set?" Someone spat out their tea, unable to contain their laughter.
"Who is this guy? Some refugee from the mountains? Today is Old Master Gao’s 70th birthday, and this kid dares to show up? Is he here to cause trouble?"
"Look at him! Who even carries a bundle on their back in this day and age? He must have just crawled out of some godforsaken village."
Inside the grand hall, mocking laughter and whispered discussions filled the air.
On the main seat, Old Master Gao’s expression darkened. Today was his grand 70th birthday celebration, and now a country bumpkin had come to ruin the occasion? Unacceptable!
Gao Wenbang and his wife looked equally displeased.
Gao Yao stared at Chen Xuan with disdain. Where did this hillbilly get the confidence to walk through the Gao family’s doors?
"Yaoyao, is he a relative of yours?" A handsome young man beside Gao Yao asked, glancing at Chen Xuan with disdain.
Gao Yao remained silent.
Since this was Old Master Gao’s birthday, the family remained composed and did not immediately throw Chen Xuan out.
Under everyone’s gaze, Chen Xuan walked five meters before Old Master Gao, pulled out a package wrapped in newspaper, and grinned.
"Chen Xuan from Taiping Village wishes Old Master Gao a long life as vast as the sea and as enduring as the mountains! Here’s a small gift of mountain tea—please don’t mind the humble offering!"
The moment he revealed his gift, the guests’ eyes filled with even more mockery and contempt.