Wealthy Official's Mansion.
Who knew why there were bizarre titles like King of Xiliang's Residence and Wealthy Official's Mansion in modern society?
Lu Chengwen and the others waited at Wealthy Official's Mansion for a long time before a group of people hurried inside.
One person laughed loudly, his voice booming like thunder. Everyone felt the ground tremble!
A huge fat man walked into the hall, wearing a red jacket, canvas shoes, and wide-legged pants.
Good grief!
He was an unbelievably fat, huge fatty!
He carried a leg of lamb in one hand and a bottle of liquor in the other, taking savage bites of the lamb before tilting back his head and gulping down the liquor.
Both hands were covered in rings of all kinds—gemstones, gold, jade, agate. Several gold chains and agate pendants hung around his neck...
Two jade pendants hung from his waist, and even his shoes were studded with diamonds.
Standing in the center of the hall, he laughed loudly. "Which one of you is the Divine Doctor?"
Everyone looked at one another, then turned together toward Long Aotian.
"That would be me."
"Good!"
The man said, "Someone come in."
A person entered. "Wealthy Official."
The fat man tossed the leg of lamb into the air and struck the person's chest with his palm. The person immediately spat blood and flew several meters away, landing on the ground barely alive.
"Cure him, and I'll acknowledge you as the Divine Doctor!"
Everyone was shocked.
Zhao Ritian said angrily, "You're far too brutal, aren't you!?"
The fat man laughed heartily. "You've got a sense of justice. I like that! Hahahaha..."
Long Aotian looked at the man, his expression grim. "If you don't believe me, I won't treat him. You were the one who injured him, so you're responsible. Goodbye."