Chapter 426

Son-in-law, you just said that acupuncture technique—can it really clear the meridians all at once? You're so young, how can you be so skilled?

Jiang Feng gave a faint smile, his tone calm.

"Uncle, you flatter me; acupuncture, with time, naturally becomes proficient."

"Practice? You also need that insight of yours!"

Nie Wenchang waved his hands repeatedly, leaned in a bit, lowered his voice, his face showing a little embarrassment.

"Son-in-law, let me tell you a secret; please don't laugh at me."

Jiang Feng raised an eyebrow, signaling him to continue.

Nie Wenchang glanced left and right, then subconsciously lowered his volume.

"I'm not old, but lately I keep feeling… I keep feeling that I'm willing but lack strength."

Having said that, he quickly glanced at Xue Wenshu, who had just entered the room not long ago, his eyes showing a hint of guilt.

He and Xue Wenshu are an older husband and younger wife; when Xue Wenshu married him, he was already in his forties, nearly twenty years older than her.

Over the years, he has always felt indebted to Xue Wenshu, thinking his age left him unable to give her the vitality of peers his age, so in daily life he tries to compensate her with wealth and status, and often turns a blind eye to her little quirks.

Jiang Feng listened, then gave a faint smile.

"Uncle, this is a small problem; it's easily solved."

Nie Wenchang's eyes lit up instantly.

"Really?"

"Mm."

Jiang Feng nodded.

"I'll prescribe two tonic formulas for you later; stick with them for a month, and at least you'll feel ten years younger."

"Holy shit!"

Nie Wenchang couldn't help blurting out a swear, his eyes widening, almost jumping up.

"Ten years younger? That'd make him a pile driver!"

Though he spoke softly, Nie Qianxue still heard it; her cheeks flushed instantly, and she glared fiercely at her father.

Nie Wenchang also realized he'd slipped up, quickly coughed twice, but his face couldn't hide his excitement.

"Son-in-law, you're too amazing!"

His only thought now was to hurry and settle Jiang Feng and Nie Qianxue's marriage, the sooner the better!

Thinking of that, Nie Wenchang no longer bothered discussing medicine, turned and shouted at Nie Ying, who was nearby refilling everyone's tea.

"Little Ying!"

"Let's celebrate today!"

Nie Wenchang waved his hand grandly, his tone bold.

"Go now and book the biggest private room at the most luxurious hotel in Jiangcheng, order the finest dishes; tonight I want to drink a few good cups with my son-in-law, and we won't stop until we're drunk!"

Xue Wenshu sat in the corner, hearing everything clearly, her hatred nearly bubbling over.

Nie Qianxue walked up to Jiang Feng's side, her face still flushed.

"My dad… he's just like that; don't take it to heart."

Jiang Feng smiled.

"It's fine; Uncle is just a passionate person."

Meanwhile, in a top-tier entertainment club in the Provincial Capital...

Deafening music filled the private room, smoke swirled, and several flamboyantly dressed rich youths lounged on the sofa, the coffee table before them piled with liquor bottles.

Only Xia Jie sat in the center seat, his face grim and terrifying.

Suddenly he sprang to his feet, grabbed the jacket draped over the sofa, and headed for the door.

"Hey? Young Master Xia, why are you leaving?"

Beside him, a yellow-haired rich youth immediately grabbed him, his face wearing a drunken grin.

"We've only had a few drinks, everyone's having a blast; your leaving is such a buzzkill!"

"Exactly, Young Master Xia!"

Another, wearing a gold chain, chimed in.

"Have a few more drinks; later some beauties will come over, guaranteed to satisfy you!"

Xia Jie shoved away the yellow-haired guy's hand.

"Satisfaction my ass! I'm not in the mood to play! I'm going to Jiangcheng to deal with some clueless bastard!"

His mind was full of what Xue Wenshu had said; that woman Nie Qianxue actually dared to seek another man behind his back and even wanted to call off the engagement—she was utterly brazen!

And that wild brat, who knows where he came from, also dared to vie with Xia Jie for a woman—he's practically asking for trouble!

"What? Someone dares to provoke our Young Master Jie?"

The yellow-haired guy instantly perked up, leaping from the sofa, his drunkenness mostly gone.

"Who's his mother? Dare to steal our Young Master Jie's woman—he's practically begging for a beating!"

"Exactly! Young Master Jie, say the word, and we brothers will go with you!"

The gold-chain wearer also slapped his chest and said.

"With so many of us, we can't even handle one clueless fool? Let's kill him!"

The other rich youths also chimed in, each cracking their knuckles, faces full of arrogance.

They were all idle scions of Provincial Capital aristocratic families, usually doing nothing, loving to stir up trouble and brawl; hearing there was a fight to join and a chance to back Xia Jie, they were all thrilled.

Just then, a bespectacled rich youth in the crowd seemed to suddenly think of something, his eyes lighting up, and he hurried over to Xia Jie's side.

"Young Master Jie, if you're going to Jiangcheng, I happen to have a cousin who might be able to help you."

Oh?

Xia Jie's interest was piqued; he raised his brows.

The bespectacled playboy gave a fawning smile, pressing his face as he spoke.

"My cousin Wang Feng's dad just happens to be the Mayor of Jiang City! If Wang Feng speaks up, we can grab that kid on any pretext, and then you can do whatever you want with him!"

"The Mayor of Jiang City?"

Xia Jie's eyes lit up instantly, and the smile on his face grew broader.

He reached out and patted the bespectacled playboy's face, praising him.

"Not bad, not bad—if this really works out, you'll have rendered great service!"

"Call Wang Feng right now..."

"Have him bring people and wait for me at the Jiangcheng Expressway Entrance!"

"All right, Young Master Jie!"

"If he handles this well, I guarantee his father will be transferred to a position in the Provincial Government tomorrow!"

"Really?"

The bespectacled playboy's eyes widened, his face full of delight.

"Young Master Jie, you're not joking, are you?"

"A position in the Provincial Government versus being the Mayor of Jiang City—worlds apart!"

"When have I, Xia Jie, ever gone back on my word?"

Xia Jie let out a cold snort, his tone brimming with arrogance.

"As long as he gets the job done, he won't miss out on the benefits!"

"Good, good, good! I'll make the call right now!"

The bespectacled playboy's voice trembled with excitement as he hastily dialed Wang Feng's number, his tone exceedingly respectful, relaying Xia Jie's words verbatim.

On the other end of the line, Wang Feng was both startled and delighted upon hearing that.

He promised to wait properly at the expressway entrance and to handle the matter flawlessly.

After hanging up, the bespectacled playboy gave Xia Jie a fawning smile and said,

"Young Master Jie, it's taken care of!"

"Excellent!"

Xia Jie nodded in satisfaction and waved his hand.

"Let's go, brothers! Follow me to Jiangcheng and let that clueless fool have a taste of our might!"

"All right!" The playboys cheered, their drinks mostly worn off, and they followed Xia Jie out.

Upon leaving the entertainment club, outside already parked were more than a dozen luxury sports cars.

Ferrari, Lamborghini, Koenigsegg...

Each one more eye‑catching than the last, they are the usual rides of these playboy heirs.

"Get in!"

Xia Jie let out a cold snort and was the first to slide into his own Koenigsegg.

The other playboys also piled into their cars, engines roaring in unison, reverberating throughout the street.

More than a dozen luxury sports cars formed a line and sped off toward Jiangcheng.