Du Bingxin glanced at the fat man and immediately looked away. Compared to the young man who tried to strike up a conversation, that fat guy was truly disgusting.

"How long are you going to pretend? Haven’t I made myself clear? Do you take me for a fool? You deliberately came over to swap seats with me; did you want the old man next to me to sit with someone else?" Du Bingxin said disdainfully.

"I’m just looking for this old man for something."

Ye Qingfeng nodded and said directly.

"Haha, you can come up with such a lousy excuse. It’s really ridiculous. Didn’t you want to swap seats? Fine, I’ll tell you, this is my seat, no swapping!"

Du Bingxin said coldly.

Ye Qingfeng couldn’t be bothered to respond to this woman. She seemed like she’d eaten gunpowder, so self-absorbed, really full of herself.

Ye Qingfeng went back to his seat. The middle-aged fat man immediately laughed, "Haha, kid, you’re hilarious. No one chases girls like you do, it’s really lacking in skill."

As he spoke, the fat man tried to put his arm around Ye Qingfeng’s shoulder.

"Take your hand off," Ye Qingfeng’s face turned cold, and he said.

"What are you so arrogant for? You got rejected by a woman and want to vent your anger on me? You have no skills. If we were in Xiangjiang right now, I’d have someone deal with you in no time!"

The middle-aged fat man sensed Ye Qingfeng’s icy demeanor, immediately his expression turned cold as he spoke.

"Take it off!"

"Screw you, I want to see what you’re capable of, a wet-behind-the-ears kid. Didn’t your family teach you to keep a low profile when you go out?"

The middle-aged fat man spoke coldly.

"Crack."

The sound of a dislocated wrist echoed, and the fat man’s face turned pale instantly.

The fat man’s pale face suddenly became icy as he said harshly, "Kid, you’ve got guts. Remember the name Miao Dalong, when you get to Xiangjiang, you’ll see..."

Before the middle-aged fat man could finish speaking, Ye Qingfeng shot him a cold glance. Instantly, an invisible killing intent surged forth, and the fat man’s words were cut off.

Ye Qingfeng controlled his killing intent well. Du Bingxin and the old man beside him didn’t notice it, nor did they understand why the fat man stopped talking.

"Hmph, you think you’re impressive? Or do you believe that showing off your fighting and domineering skills in front of a woman will catch her attention?"

Seeing this scene, Du Bingxin sneered, thinking that Ye Qingfeng did all this just to save some face by showing off his fighting skills in front of her.

"These tactics are nothing more than small-time tricks. Outside, no one respects them. Truly impressive people have skills, networks, backgrounds, and they know how to use them to achieve their goals. Fighting is just the weakest method."

Du Bingxin continued, her tone carrying a hint of ridicule, perhaps due to her disdain for Ye Qingfeng’s relentless pursuit earlier.

"Is that so? Through fighting, I also got what I wanted," Ye Qingfeng leaned back in his seat and said lightly, "At least, he won’t dare put his hand over again."

"So what? It’s just temporary submission; he doesn’t want to suffer right now. I can guarantee he has influence in Xiangjiang. When we get to Xiangjiang, don’t be surprised if someone comes after you as soon as you leave the airport. Then you’ll understand that fighting is insignificant compared to status and background."

Du Bingxin laughed coldly, finding the young man too naïve, aside from a decent appearance, he had nothing else.

Such a person made Du Bingxin even more disgusted.

The middle-aged fat man gave a cold smile and did not speak, evidently, Du Bingxin had hit the nail on the head regarding his thoughts.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, Ye Qingfeng punched the fat man’s obese belly, then grabbed him by the throat before he could scream.

In an instant, a strong sense of killing intent flared again, directly targeting the fat man.

"Fatty, are you planning revenge?" a faint voice asked.

"No, no, I wouldn’t dare, I absolutely wouldn’t retaliate against you, I have no such thoughts at all," the fat man hurriedly said.

Ye Qingfeng released the fat man and softly laughed, "See, fighting is useful after all."

"Haha, stubborn and ignorant. Your tactics are ridiculously childish. One day you’ll realize how laughable fighting is in the face of background and skills!"

Du Bingxin sneered.

At this moment, Ye Qingfeng was already leaning back in his seat, closing his eyes to rest, completely ignoring Du Bingxin.

Du Bingxin suddenly felt angry and turned her head away, unwilling to talk to this guy.

——

Xiangjiang Airport, as soon as the plane landed, the fat man named Miao Dalong disappeared quickly, bolting out of the airport.

On the contrary, Ye Qingfeng headed straight for the old man from before. Du Bingxin had initially walked ahead, but upon seeing Ye Qingfeng turn to find the old man, she bit her lip and turned to follow.

She was extremely vexed and wanted to see if this guy was really looking for the old man.

"Young man, do you have business with me?" The old man asked, puzzled, seeing Ye Qingfeng really walking towards him. He had initially thought Ye Qingfeng was just making excuses to chat with Du Bingxin.

"You’re sick!" Ye Qingfeng said directly.

The old man was momentarily stunned.

Du Bingxin was also shocked.

"You have heart problems, often suffer from angina, especially at night, the pain becomes unbearable."Ye Qingfeng stared at the old man, continuing.

"How did you know?" The old man exclaimed in surprise.

"No need to know how I know, just know that if your heart problem isn’t solved, you definitely won’t live more than two years, you’ll die from the pain."

Ye Qingfeng said calmly.

"What?" The old man was shocked.

He did suffer from angina, causing him a lot of pain, yet nothing serious was found in hospital checkups. He hadn’t thought it was so serious; to have less than two years left.

"Young man, is everything you said true? Is there a way to save me?" The old man became excited, asking urgently.

Ye Qingfeng’s words had already stirred a bit of belief in the old man’s subconscious.

Du Bingxin watched, stunned, thinking it was too dramatic. She coldly observed the old and the young, wondering if these two were acting together for her to see.

"Maybe they know my grandfather’s condition and came to Xiangjiang seeking the Divine Doctor, putting on a show in front of me to get benefits?"

Du Bingxin thought to herself.

"I naturally have a way. With this bottle of Elixir, your illness can be cured, and you can live at least another ten years," Ye Qingfeng said nonchalantly, a bottle of Elixir suddenly appearing in his hand.