Chapter 594

Ma Jian instantly sensed something was wrong.

He saw Jiang Feng's face Pale as Paper, bloodstains at the corner of his Mouth, his gaze scattered, Throughout person seeming drained.

In his memory, Jiang Feng had never been like this, never.

Ma Jian's Brain buzzed, going blank.

He quickly realized that Jiang Ge had encountered an accident while desperately trying to save Ye Zhonghai, and Ye Xiaoyue's expression was wrong, terribly wrong.

Her Tears were genuine, but her eyes hid something else.

Ma Jian had no time to think further; he gritted his teeth, hoisted Jiang Feng onto his back, and prepared to run.

He slung Jiang Feng's arm over his Shoulders, heaved him up from the Ground, and turned to rush toward the door.

But at that moment, Ye Xiaoyue gritted her teeth and Standing up, Tears still on her face, yet her gaze had completely changed.

In her eyes there was no sorrow, no gratitude, only a cold gleam.

She spread her arms, blocking the doorway, and spoke coldly to Ma Jian.

"You can't take him away!"

Her voice was utterly cold, completely different from just moments ago!

Ma Jian's face changed instantly, and his steps halted abruptly.

His eyes widened, he glared fiercely at Ye Xiaoyue, and snarled.

"Ye Xiaoyue, what are you doing?"

His voice trembled, not because of Fear, but from anger.

He vaguely sensed something, but he dared not believe it.

Ye Xiaoyue's face bore a half-smile, the corners of her Mouth slightly lifted, revealing a strange smile.

That smile held no warmth, only mockery.

"It's all because of Jiang Feng that I've become like this; shouldn't he take responsibility?"

Her voice carried a hint of hysteria, as if something long suppressed had finally burst forth.

"Do you know? Since he appeared, my life has been completely ruined. My engagement is gone, my Reputation is gone, even my father looks down on me. If it weren't for him, I would still be the Ye Family's eldest daughter, the enviable Ye Xiaoyue!"

Her voice grew louder and sharper.

"Tell you, someone promised that if I lured Jiang Feng here, they would guarantee me lifelong wealth and honor. So you can't take him away!"

Ma Jian's expression changed drastically, and he shouted angrily.

"Ye Xiaoyue, you bitch! If it weren't for Jiang Ge saving your father, he'd be dead already, yet you dare to scheme against Jiang Ge—you deserve to die!"

Ye Xiaoyue's face shifted slightly, but she quickly returned to her Cold Smile.

"Saving my father? Who cares that he saved my father? If he truly had ability, he should have woken my father up! Look at him now—he's made my father's condition worse!"

Ma Jian trembled with rage, about to curse again.

Just then, chaotic footsteps sounded outside, and a group of black-clad men burst in.

They wore uniform black clothing, hoods on their heads, black cloth covering their faces, revealing only pairs of cold eyes.

Their aura was strong and cold, like drawn blades.

The leader was a tall man; beneath his hood was a sharply angled face, eyes keen as an eagle's.

He exuded a battle-hardened killing intent that made one's blood run cold.

They looked at Jiang Feng, slumped on Ma Jian's back, with icy expressions.

The leader spoke lightly, his voice low.

"Jiangnan Ma Family? We come from Kyoto; this is not something you can interfere with. Sensibly, put Jiang Feng down and scram, or else even your entire Ma Family will face annihilation!"

His Tone was flat, yet each word carried an undeniable authority.

Ye Xiaoyue Cold Smiled.

"Did you hear that? Ma Jian, quickly put Jiang Feng down. He's offended so many big shots—you can't protect him! You think the Ma Family is something special in Jiangcheng? Before those Kyoto bigwigs, you're nothing!"

She crossed her arms, lifted her chin slightly, an air of arrogance.

Ma Jian saw that the black-clad men's auras were extraordinary, at least Heavenly Human Realm experts, and his heart also felt some Shock.

His hands trembled, his legs trembled, but he did not set Jiang Feng down.

He gritted his teeth, his voice hoarse yet firm.

"Jiang Ge has treated me well; if you want to move him, you'll have to step over my corpse first!"

His voice wasn't loud, but each word carried weight. His eyes were bloodshot, as if about to spit fire.

The leader let out a Cold Smile.

"Quite the stalwart fellow! Then I'll finish you!"

The next moment, he waved his big hand and lightly sent out a palm strike.

That palm looked light, like casually brushing dust off a table. Yet where the palm wind passed, the air was torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling.

Ma Jian had no time to dodge; the palm struck solidly against his chest.

Bang!

Ma Jian's body flew backward like a kite with its string cut, slamming into the wall behind him, which cracked in numerous places.

He slid to the ground, spitting a mouthful of blood, his face as Pale as Paper.

Jiang Feng slipped from his back, fell to the ground, and remained motionless.

"Ma Jian..."

Jiang Feng's voice was so weak it was almost inaudible; his fingers twitched slightly, as if trying to grasp something, but he could catch nothing.

The black-clad men ignored him, bent down, reached out, and as easily as lifting a chick, grabbed Jiang Feng's collar and hoisted him from the ground.

Jiang Feng's body hung limp, like a puddle of mud.

His eyes were half-open, half-closed, his Awareness Obscurity, and the corner of his mouth still bore a bloodstain.

The black-clothed person looked at Jiang Feng, his gaze cold and sharp, the corner of his mouth curling into a contemptuous smile.

"The famed Divine Doctor Jiang of Jiangnan? That's all. I thought he was some three-headed, six-armed figure, but he's only got this much ability."

His Tone was full of contempt, as if he were looking at an ant that could be crushed with a flick of the hand.

Ye Xiaoyue hurried over to the black-clothed person, her expression shifting from cold to fawning, her smile blooming like a flower.

"Sir, I've done what you asked me to do; where is my reward?"

Her eyes sparkled, full of anticipation.

The black-clothed person gave a faint smile, pulled out a card from his pocket, and handed it to Ye Xiaoyue.

"Rest assured… your future wealth and honor are secured by us. Inside are five million, as a deposit. After the task is completed, there will be more."

Ye Xiaoyue was overjoyed, receiving the card with both hands and repeatedly thanking.

"Thank you, Sir! Thank you, Sir! Rest assured, I will definitely not reveal this."

She cradled the card as if it were the most precious treasure in the world.

Her face was full of smiles; where was there any trace of the sorrow from just moments ago?

The black-clothed person impatiently waved his hand, hoisted Jiang Feng, turned, and strode out.

The other black-clothed people followed behind, filing out one after another.

The footsteps Gradually faded away, and the Corridor underwent Recovery of silence.

Ye Xiaoyue stood at the ward's door, watching the black-clothed person's back disappear at the end of the Corridor, then lowered her head to look at the card in her hand, the smile at the corner of her mouth growing wider.

She turned, walked to the bedside, glanced at her father lying on the bed, breathless, then glanced at Ma Jian slumped in the corner, her expression blank.

"Don't blame me; when a person does not act for themselves, heaven and earth will bring destruction."

She spoke softly, then turned and walked out of the ward.

Only Ma Jian remained in the ward.

He leaned against the corner, his body covered in blood, his chest aching as if it were about to burst.

His eyes fixed on the ceiling, his gaze an Empty Gaze, he muttered to himself.

"Jiang Ge… Jiang Ge…"