Medical and Martial God-Chapter 187: A Group of Bosses Come to Worship
Ye Tianming and Ye Shaokang suddenly panicked. Even Bister, the Clan Leader of the Haimer Family, addressed Ye Xiu as Young Master and knelt before his wife, Qin Qing. One could only imagine how terrifying Ye Xiu’s identity must be.
"No, no, please, get up quickly..." Qin Qing was startled by Bister’s kneeling and hurried to help him up.
Seeing this, Bister retreated several steps in fright. "My unworthy self is not qualified to touch the Young Madam’s hand," he said in a panic.
The corners of Qin Qing’s mouth twitched. He must have done something incredible during his ten years abroad.
She quickly said, "Then please stand up!"
"Thank you, Young Madam!" Bister rose fearfully and asked respectfully, "Young Madam, was Ye Tianming disrespectful to you? Just say the word, and I will kill him right now."
"How presumptuous!" Ye Tianming scoffed. "Bister, you are a War God, and so am I. You alone can’t kill me."
"Then what if we join in?" a commanding voice cut in.
Qin Qing and the others turned to look, seeing seventeen foreigners of various ethnicities approaching.
"Anthony? Vasili? Oleg? You... you all..." Ye Tianming instantly recognized these people. They were all globally renowned figures, each commanding vast wealth and immense power. Moreover, all of them had come to participate in the War God assessment, and a few had already passed and been promoted to War God.
"Frank, Clan Leader of the Beiqiu Family, pays his respects to the Young Madam."
The seventeen men approached and knelt reverently on one knee before Qin Qing.
"Oleg, Clan Leader of the Rock Family, pays his respects to the Young Madam."
"Vasili, Clan Leader of the Solo Family, pays his respects to the Young Madam."
"Anthony, Clan Leader of the Ross Family, pays his respects to the Young Madam..."
Qin Qing was stunned by the scene. Her entire body went numb.
The families these men represented were all titans, none inferior to the Haimer Family. Any single one of them was a figure who could make the global economy tremble. Yet here they all were, kneeling at her feet, addressing her as "Young Madam."
My God! What kind of husband had I—bah, what kind of man had I married?
"You... all of you, please rise!" Qin Qing wanted to help them up but, afraid she might startle them again, simply spoke the words hastily.
"Thank you, Young Madam!" The seventeen men rose and stood respectfully by her side.
Ye Tianming and Ye Shaokang were utterly dumbfounded by the display.
Eighteen War Gods, the leaders of eighteen titan families... were they all subordinates Ye Xiu recruited during his ten years abroad?
Ye Tianming was suddenly overcome with an urge to vomit blood from regret. What kind of grandson had I driven away all those years ago?
"Bister, what exactly is going on?" Anthony asked.
"Everyone here should be aware of the Young Master’s relationship with the Ye Family," Bister explained. "Ye Tianming came to make trouble for the Young Master right after becoming a War God. I personally saw him try to strike the Young Madam just now."
"What?" The seventeen men flew into a rage.
"Ye Tianming is a War God, so he won’t be easy to kill. But with the eighteen of us working together, we can slaughter him in minutes," Anthony said coldly.
WHOOSH!
In an instant, eighteen War Gods surrounded Ye Tianming and Ye Shaokang.
"Young Madam, do we kill them?" Bister asked for instructions.
Ye Tianming and Ye Shaokang’s legs went soft. They stared at Qin Qing in utter panic, their lives resting in her hands. If she gave the order, they were finished.
"Let’s wait for Ye Xiu to return before we decide," Qin Qing said.
"As you command!" the eighteen of them chorused.
"What’s happening here?" an astonished voice inquired.
Qin Qing’s scalp tingled. Who is this grand figure now?
She looked toward the voice, and when she saw the eight people approaching, her mind was utterly blown.
Ye Tianming and Ye Shaokang were so terrified they collapsed to the ground.
My God! Even the Eight Great National Protector War Gods have come to pay homage to Ye Xiu?
"Madam Ye!" The Eight Great National Protector War Gods walked over and gave Qin Qing a respectful bow.
Qing Luan spoke apologetically. "We hope you don’t take offense at our presumptuous visit, Madam Ye."
"Heh heh..." Qin Qing’s mouth twitched. "You’re too kind."
"Madam Ye, what seems to be the matter?" Qing Luan asked curiously, her eyes sweeping over Bister and his group. She was well aware of the influence these people wielded.
"You might not believe me if I told you, but I’m still completely bewildered myself," Qin Qing replied with a bitter smile.
The Eight Great National Protector War Gods exchanged glances. Not daring to speak without understanding the situation, they simply stood to the side to observe.
Just then, a Bentley drove up. Ye Xiu stepped out of the car.
"Greetings, Young Master!"
The moment they saw Ye Xiu, Bister and the seventeen other men fell to their knees. Not on one knee, but on both. They bowed their heads, not even daring to look at him.
"Why are you all here?" Ye Xiu asked, taken aback.
None of the eighteen men spoke, each waiting for someone else to answer.
"Bister, you speak!" Ye Xiu called out directly.
Bister shuddered. "Well," he stammered, "the location for the War God assessment was moved to Jin Ye City. We figured since you were here, Young Master, it would be improper not to pay you a visit... so, uh, we came."
"I see," Ye Xiu said with dawning realization. "Now that you’ve seen me, you can get lost. Do not come here again without my permission!"
"As you command!" The eighteen men kowtowed in unison before scrambling to their feet and fleeing, each one running faster than the last, as if they would be killed if they were too slow.
Ye Tianming and Ye Shaokang were driven to complete despair by this scene. Eighteen War Gods! The leaders of eighteen titan families! In front of Ye Xiu, they behaved like meek grandchildren! They had no doubt that if Ye Xiu ordered those eighteen men to kill themselves, they would do so without a moment’s hesitation.
"Um, should we get lost too?" Qing Luan asked weakly, a cold sweat breaking out on the brows of the Eight Great National Protector War Gods.
"Did you come to see me about something?" Ye Xiu asked. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞
"Heh heh, well, not really. We just came to see you," Qing Luan chuckled nervously.
"The truth!" Ye Xiu said sternly.
"Well... tens of thousands of Martial Artists have flooded into Jin Ye City. If they start causing trouble, we won’t be able to control the situation. So... we were hoping you might show your face? Heh, but if you’re unwilling, we absolutely won’t insist, heh heh..." Qing Luan was so nervous her words came out in a jumble.
"That is indeed a problem." Ye Xiu frowned. He thought for a moment, then said, "Here’s the plan. Go buy a wholesale batch of elementary school exam papers. Distribute one sheet to each of those tens of thousands of Martial Artists every day in my name. Tell them to do their ’homework’ in their hotels when they have nothing better to do. And tell them each test paper costs one hundred dollars."
Huh?
The Eight Great National Protector War Gods were baffled. Making tens of thousands of Martial Artists from all over the world do Xuanse exam papers? Such a devious tactic could only be conceived by Huang Quan, and only Huang Quan would dare to implement it. After all, if anyone else tried it, the tens of thousands of Martial Artists would simply ignore them.
"Anything else?" Ye Xiu asked.
"Well... since you agreed to train the Red Flame Army... Azure Dragon and the others were hoping they could also send some people over to be trained," Qing Luan said, furtively watching Ye Xiu’s expression.
