Zhang Yang Used Acupuncture, Zhang Hong Woke Up

Zhao Yuzhu still refused to budge. She doubted Zhang Yang's medical skills, but she was also afraid that if he saved Zhang Hong, she would lose every advantage she had.

"Then I'll have to make you accept my decision my way."

Zhang Yang shook his head and sighed, then took a step forward.

"Get him!"

Seeing that Zhang Yang meant to use force, Zhang Liangyin waved his hand, sending the dozen or so bodyguards around him rushing at Zhang Yang.

The Zhang Mansion Bodyguards ranked among the best employed by Kyoto's wealthy families, but they were no match for Zhang Yang. His strikes landed as lightly as a dragonfly touching water.

In moments, all dozen or so bodyguards were sprawled on the floor, groaning.

"Go register at the hospital. You might still get them beds!"

Zhang Yang sneered. The Zhang family stared in disbelief. They had not believed him when he said the previous twelve bodyguards had ended up in the hospital, but now they did. His strength was beyond anything an ordinary person could match.

"Do you agree now?"

Zhang Yang asked the same question again.

"Don't get cocky, Zhang Yang. There's always someone stronger. Sooner or later, Kyoto will be your downfall."

Zhang Liangyin was defiant. Zhang Yang's strength had forced him to yield, but inwardly, he remained unconvinced.

"And you?"

Taking Zhang Liangyin's words as agreement, Zhang Yang turned to Zhao Yuzhu. None of them could stand against him now; everyone they had available was lying on the floor groaning.

"You win this round. But after today comes tomorrow."

Zhao Yuzhu waved a hand, tacitly allowing Zhang Yang to treat Zhang Hong.

What has he been through to become this capable? There may be no one in Kyoto who can handle him.

Zhao Yuzhu left with her