Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy novel Chapter 383

Chapter 383: Chapter 385: The Farmer and the Snake [8/10]

"Are you happy with your job as the housekeeper? Is it very busy?" As a businessman, Wang Dawan certainly knew the right things to say. He even spoke courteously to his servants. One could say that aside from Wang Congming, he was generally pleasant to everyone else.

"It’s no problem," Zhang Yu smiled.

Wang Dawan nodded. He first offered a few words of concern and greeting before starting to talk business. This was his business philosophy.

After chatting at the doorway for a moment, Wang Dawan gestured towards Wu Tian and introduced him with great emphasis. "This is Mr. Wu Tian. You’ve been with Old Yun for some time, so you should know of him—the Martial Emperor of the Martial Arts World. Moreover, he is the president of the Boundless Corporation. And not only that, his medical skills are divine!"

Wang Congming also walked up, put his arm around Zhang Yu’s shoulder, and whispered, "Don’t take him lightly just because he’s young. Let me tell you, you can’t afford to offend him."

In this world, too many people were prejudiced. Wu Tian was young and dressed casually in a plain white t-shirt and blue jeans, his entire outfit costing no more than a hundred bucks. Wang Congming was just giving Zhang Yu a heads-up. Seeing how both Wang Congming and Wang Dawan were acting, Zhang Yu naturally didn’t dare to show any neglect. In truth, they needn’t have bothered; the titles of Martial Emperor and President of the Boundless Corporation were more than enough to intimidate him.

Zhang Yu turned to Wu Tian and said, "Mr. Wu Tian, please, come in."

Wu Tian nodded. From his expression and attitude, however, Zhang Yu couldn’t tell what he was thinking at all.

Zhang Yu led Wu Tian and the others into the private room. Inside, a wooden table was set with refreshments, divided into dry and wet types. The dry refreshments included dumplings, steamed buns, and flaky pastries, while the wet ones included various porridges, meats, turtle jelly, and tofu pudding. At this moment, the wooden table had everything one could desire.

Mr. Yun Ma, despite his short stature, had very profound eyes. At that moment, he held a shrimp dumpling with his chopsticks but hesitated to put it in his mouth.

"Oh no!" Zhang Yu cried out in surprise. "Master Yun Ma’s illness is flaring up again!"

Wang Dawan was also alarmed and immediately walked over to Yun Ma’s side, saying with concern, "Old Yun, you can’t die! I haven’t truly defeated you yet."

At that moment, Yun Ma felt immense pain with the slightest movement, forcing him to remain completely still. Bearing the pain, he managed to speak. "You... don’t worry. I won’t go so easily... not without defeating you and Old Ma."

Despite the agony, Yun Ma relied on his formidable willpower to force a strained smile for Wang Dawan.

"Don’t be ridiculous. I will be the richest man in Dragon Country, not you," Wang Dawan huffed. Seeing that Yun Ma could still hold on, however, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Yu had already taken a pill from the medical kit he carried and rushed to Yun Ma’s side. "Master Yun, take this quickly!"

Yun Ma nodded. Every time the pain was this bad, only the special pill Zhang Yu had purchased for him could provide relief. Just as Yun Ma reached out for the pill, Wu Tian stepped forward and, with a flick of his right hand, sent the pill flying.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Yu demanded anxiously.

Wang Dawan, Wang Congming, and Yun Ma were all baffled.

Wu Tian calmly replied, "I’m doing this for your own good."

Yun Ma wasn’t angry. Having risen from poverty to become a famous businessman in Dragon Country, he had long since mastered his temper. Puzzled, he asked, "Do you... do you know what illness I have?"

Wu Tian shook his head.

Yun Ma was stunned. If you don’t know what illness I have, why did you knock away my pill?

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