So It Was a Small Fry

Lu Jun was led into the side hall.

"Sir, please sit." The servant then spoke to the crowd, "Gentlemen, please wait a moment, the master will be here shortly."

Five or six people were already seated in the side hall.

Most of them were older, middle-aged men in their forties and fifties. Many even carried medicine boxes and exuded a strong scent of earth and mixed herbs.

It was not difficult to see that these physicians were candidates to treat the so-called young lady of the Li household.

Seeing how young Lu Jun was, and that he didn't even carry a medicine box like the physicians, they couldn't help but shake their heads.

One could say that these physicians had seen too little of the world and lacked the discernment of the butler outside. They instinctively treated Lu Jun as a swindler.

Lu Jun paid no attention to the others. Instead, his eyes lit up at the sight of the pastries and tea on the table.

He hadn't eaten yet.

Lu Jun popped pastries into his mouth one after another, his eyes shining slightly.

Over the past month, the bland food he'd eaten in Huang Family Village had dulled his taste buds.

Many physicians also observed Lu Jun as he swept away the pastries placed around him.

Some shook their heads, some looked disgusted, and some sighed softly.

A moment later, a white-bearded physician gently picked up a pastry placed beside him and sat next to Lu Jun, placing it beside him.

"I haven't tried this one yet. You can have it too."

Lu Jun did not refuse.

Those who seek the Way naturally expend a lot of energy and have large appetites.

After finishing his own portion, Lu Jun was still not full, so he unceremoniously accepted the pastry offered by the physician beside him.

The white-bearded doctor sighed, seeing this, "Times have been tough lately."

"Indeed, it's difficult," Lu Jun nodded slightly.

He thought about the demons and monsters that existed in this world, which ordinary people could not fight against, making it normal to struggle at every step.

"Young man, you're not a physician, are you?"

"No," Lu Jun replied.

"Hmm, everyone has their difficulties. It's very wrong to come out and pretend to be a physician to swindle people..."

"Fake doctors do indeed harm people," Lu Jun nodded.

"There are physicians here, and everyone feels that someone is swindling and pretending to be a physician will naturally make them unhappy, as it tarnishes the reputation of physicians."

"Child, after you finish eating, you should leave quickly."

Seeing Lu Jun's attitude, the white-bearded physician couldn't help but feel that he was teachable.

"Mm, thank you, Grandpa. You too, remember to leave quickly later," Lu Jun said, his tone carrying a hint of sincerity.

"Ah? Why should I leave? I still need to treat the patient..."

"No, you young man..."

Before the white-bearded physician could finish speaking.

Two sets of footsteps could be heard from the doorway.

Soon, two figures walked in.

One was a slightly plump middle-aged man with a beard, wearing expensive silk clothes and a fawning expression.

The other was a thin young man, dressed in a cyan and white robe, with a delicate appearance but an arrogant expression.

The numerous physicians also stood up and bowed in unison towards the middle-aged man, "Master Li."

Lu Jun sat in the corner. As everyone stood up, they perfectly blocked Lu Jun, so no one noticed him.

Master Li smiled politely and said, "Gentlemen, please be seated."

"Heh, Master Li, have you found a new doctor? It seems it's time for this wandering physician to leave," the young man beside him sneered.

Master Li's expression instantly became tense, "Ah, Mr. Ye Chen, please don't say that. For the past year, it's been thanks to you that my daughter's life has been sustained in the mansion. I am grateful, how could I possibly drive you away!"

The young man's gaze swept over the physicians in the hall, and a mocking smile flashed across his face, "Then why has Master Li gathered these physicians? Are you perhaps doubting my abilities?"

Master Li quickly said, "Mr. Ye, please don't be angry. I naturally trust your abilities, but for this difficult and strange illness, it's best to brainstorm together..."

The young man said coldly, "Master Li, I, Ye, will put it here: only I can cure your daughter's illness. These people who rashly treat her will only ruin the treatment results I've achieved over the past year, and will even worsen her condition. If her illness becomes untreatable, I will no longer offer my help!"

In the hall, the physicians' faces turned ugly.

Master Li's face suddenly darkened, and he looked at everyone with guilt in his eyes, "My apologies, gentlemen, please return... I have prepared travel expenses for you..."

Creeeak--

A sharp sound of a chair being moved echoed.

Lu Jun stood up from his chair, then wiped his mouth and hands with a nearby silk handkerchief, casually tossing it onto the table beside him.

His expression was indifferent, his steps steady.

Thump thump thump--

He quickly walked up to Master Li and the young man named Ye.

Lu Jun was nearly six feet tall (1.88 meters), a head taller than the young man.

Ye Chen looked up at Lu Jun, feeling as if he were being looked down upon from a great height.

He felt inexplicably annoyed, a spark of anger rising within him, and he questioned, "Do you have a problem?"

Lu Jun smiled, his smile filled with disdain and cruelty.

"Are you trying to hack into something here!"

Without any preamble, Lu Jun raised his hand and slapped Ye Chen hard across the face.

Lu Jun was currently a Zhou Tian Realm seeker, amplified by the physical enhancements of the River Lord Subdues the Flood Dragon Art.

Ye Chen was sent flying by Lu Jun's slap, crashing hard against the wall.

"Hiss!"

Everyone gasped.

Damn, was this young man that fierce?

But, it felt so damn good!

This Ye Chen had been arrogant from the moment he walked in, belittling everyone with his first words.

Besides, even a clay figurine would get angry.

Now, seeing Ye Chen being dealt with by an even fiercer young man, the crowd was naturally delighted.

"You dare hit me!" Ye Chen's face was full of disbelief.

"Yeah, what else?"

Lu Jun approached Ye Chen again, raised his foot, and stomped hard on his fingers, grinding his heel into the ground.

"Ah!" Ye Chen cried out in pain.

"Do you know who I am!" Ye Chen roared at Lu Jun.

"You're called 'Password'! Why are you yelling so loud?"

"I don't give a damn who you are!"

Lu Jun grabbed one of Ye Chen's wrists and yanked it hard.

The next second, amidst a piercing scream and the sickening sound of flesh tearing.

Ye Chen's arm was brazenly ripped off by Lu Jun.

"Madman!"

"Madman!"

Ye Chen was terrified, tears streaming down his face. He quickly shouted to Master Li, "Master Li, are you just going to watch him kill me? If he kills me, who will treat your daughter?"

Master Li gritted his teeth, gently waved his hand, and ordered the many guards behind him, "Save Mr. Ye..."

Lu Jun turned his head slightly, his gaze sweeping indifferently over the crowd, and said in a flat tone.

"The Demon Slaying Division slays demons!"

"Execute first, report later, by imperial decree."

"Anyone who disobeys will be killed without mercy. It would be best if you all didn't bring trouble upon yourselves."

"Demon Slaying Division!"

Lu Jun was, in a way, using the Demon Slaying Division's name to his advantage.

He had come with Old Man Yun and the others anyway, so he was half part of the Demon Slaying Division.

Everyone's pupils dilated, their bodies stiffening in place, not daring to move.

Lu Jun turned back to Ye Chen, a sinister grin appearing on his face. "And you? Demon, are you going to keep hiding?"

Ye Chen's face was filled with terror as he looked at Lu Jun. "Demon Slaying Division! How can you be from the Demon Slaying Division! I was hiding so well!"

As he spoke, Ye Chen's voice began to deepen and grow hoarse.

His features began to change, quickly transforming into a green face with fangs, his pupils becoming the white of dead fish, his exposed skin turning green, and black mist constantly emerging from the severed stump of his arm that Lu Jun had broken.

"Heh, so it's just a Green Zombie..." Lu Jun sneered.