"Please, sir, save my father!"
Yuan Ruomeng hurried forward, looking at Ye Xiwen with an earnest expression.
"Didn't you say you didn't believe me?" Ye Xiwen replied coldly.
"Please don't be angry, sir!" Yuan Ruomeng hastily said. "If you can truly save my father, Ruomeng will be endlessly grateful!"
Yuan Ruomeng directly performed a deep bow, which surprised Ye Xiwen somewhat.
She was a pampered young lady, yet she was willing to pay him such respect for her father's sake. That made Ye Xiwen view her in a new light.
Ye Xiwen pondered for a moment. Wang Dong had already grown impatient and said, "Junior Sister Ruomeng, this man is clearly a wandering swindler. So many renowned physicians have been invited for your father's illness. Even many famous Medicine Kings have examined him, yet nothing has improved. With his few years of cultivation, how could he possibly save your father, even if he truly studied medicine?"
"That's right. He looks like a fraud at first glance. He actually dared to swindle us—I think he's tired of living!"
"Exactly!"
The other young nobles chimed in one after another.
"Then forget it." Ye Xiwen sounded utterly unconcerned. He could not be bothered to meddle in such matters to begin with.
"Please wait, sir. I beg you to help. My friends did not mean any harm!" Yuan Ruomeng shot them a fierce glare before speaking.
At Yuan Ruomeng's glare, those people immediately fell silent as cicadas in winter. It was easy to imagine that she normally carried considerable authority.
"Since Miss Yuan possesses such filial devotion, Ye naturally will not be so heartless. Once we have dealt with this devil, I will accompany you to the Imperial Capital of Cai Nation and take a look. So long as it lies within my ability,