Flower City's Strongest Divine Doctor

Li Fei didn't react at all; she had no idea what was going on. Her company's president had appeared here and was injured.

One could say she was completely bewildered now.

"Old Zhang, clear these people out, and also…" Nan Feng was not about to let this matter slide; he was in control of Guo Cong, but there were things he had to investigate thoroughly.

"That one called Wang Yan, as well as these people, and that Guo Cong from earlier, go investigate whether they freeloaded here. If they did, settle the accounts with them, not one less," Nan Feng ordered Zhang Yaozu coldly.

He wouldn't be soft-hearted; perhaps his Brother Yu might let them off due to their old school ties, but he certainly would not. This was his family's property; who the hell allowed them to freeload here?

When Nan Feng spoke, Qin Li and the others were stupefied. They'd been gathering here for the past few years, ever since Wang Yan became a department manager, and it was all arranged by Wang Yan. They had never paid for food or drinks.

They'd even ordered many expensive wines. If those were to be accounted for, it was uncertain how much they would need to pay.

"Thinking of leaving?" The thought of leaving crossed Qin Li and the others' minds, but they were stopped by several security guards at Nan Feng's signal, blocked from exiting.

Instantly, Qin Li and the others felt desperate, especially Qin Tianyi, who was still holding onto Chang Hong and crying. Her mind was in turmoil.

If compensation was needed, they couldn't afford it; Qin Li was well aware of how many fine wines Wang Yan had ordered during the gatherings. They drank openly and just the cost of the wine alone would be millions.

It wasn't long before Zhang Yaozu brought all the expense bills. He had a good relationship with Wang Yan before, so during those gatherings he turned a blind eye, never making any comments.

After all, he often brought people over for meals too.

"Ordered quite a bit of wine, huh? And all of them were tens of thousands, even wines that cost fifty thousand a bottle. You guys are quite wealthy," Nan Feng glanced at the list of wines on the expense bill. Aside from the food, just the wine was over seven million, and with the dishes added, it was nearly eight million.

"That's right, Young Master Feng, there's also this time," Zhang Yaozu almost forgot to mention it; a lot was ordered this time too, and the wine and dishes in the private room hadn't been finished. He had tallied it up.

"Twenty bottles of wine at fifty thousand each—I was wondering why there were no fifty thousand bottle wines left when we ordered just now. All were taken by you bunch of idiots. You made me offer my Brother Yu ten thousand per bottle wine to drink, damn it all!" Nan Feng was furious; how could he justify making his Brother Yu drink ten thousand per bottle wine?

All were taken by this bunch of bastards.

"Old Zhang, give me the total bill," Nan Feng ordered Zhang Yaozu, seething with rage.

"Yes, Young Master Feng," Zhang Yaozu hurriedly instructed the front desk to tally up the bill.

Qin Li and the others were completely dumbfounded now; it seemed there was no escape. Wang Yan, who was being carried, felt utterly dejected. He now dared not even breathe, as Zhang Yaozu was so respectful to this young man; clearly, he had no ordinary status.

It seemed they were out of luck this time, with no one to save them.

"Young Master Feng, twenty bottles of wine at fifty thousand each, that's ten million. Add this time's dishes and the previous expenses, it comes to exactly twenty million," Zhang Yaozu handed over the final bill respectfully to Nan Feng.

Nan Feng just glanced at it, looking at the people before him, he said, "Settle the bill within five minutes, or else I won't be the one teaching you a lesson—I'll let the police handle it."

"I believe," Nan Feng said, "you've now constituted fraud, haven't you? To put it more seriously, it's the unwarranted destruction of someone else's property—a major offense. Twenty million is enough to get you a few years behind bars."

"Thump! Thump!"

As Nan Feng's words came out, Qin Li and the others almost couldn't stand firm, while Chu Xin and the rest were already scared stiff on the ground. Li Fei was even worse; twenty million is no small sum, and if they couldn't pay it back, it would be considered fraud.

Even if Chang Hong earned a hundred thousand a month, he couldn't come up with that amount, and Wang Yan was even more out of luck—just a department manager making tens of thousands a month, and now, he wasn't even a manager anymore.

"This was all Wang Yan's doing, it has nothing to do with us," Shen Jun said, bereft of any solution, pushing all the blame onto Wang Yan.

"Right, right, right, it's all Wang Yan's doing. We weren't even supposed to be here. He dragged us over just to show off his status," Li Fei also chimed in.

"Right, right, right, it was all Wang Yan's doing. It has nothing to do with us."

"..."

Once one person started to push the blame, everyone else followed suit, all thinking of escaping liability as fast as possible; otherwise, their lives would be ruined. Even if each person paid a share, there were thirty-two students in total, which meant each would have to pay six hundred twenty-five thousand—not a small figure.

Perhaps Li Fei and Chang Hong could come up with the money, but how many would be willing to? Over six hundred thousand, nearly a million. Among them, the best off was probably Chang Hong, with an annual income of a hundred and twenty million. He could afford it.

But given the current situation, it was unlikely that Chang Hong and Wang Yan could leave. Nan Feng had already decided to take special care of the two of them; after repeatedly sending people to find his Brother Yu, they had to stay. His Brother Yu might let people go, but he wouldn't. Anyone could be bullied, but definitely not his Brother Yu.

"I... I ate here before as well," Li Yun, who had been standing behind Nan Feng, said after a long hesitation. Apart from this time, he had partaken in the previous occasions as well; he had his share of the food and drink.

"Li Yun, it's not about you. You want to drink, eat, feel free. Because you're Brother Yu's friend, you're my friend, Nan Feng's friend too. Old Zhang, issue a Supreme Gold Card for Li Yun," Nan Feng said, smiling as he patted Li Yun on the shoulder and instructed Zhang Yaozu.

Upon hearing this, Li Yun's legs trembled, shocked that he'd be issued a Supreme Gold Card. My God! Was he dreaming?

He knew what the Supreme Gold Card symbolized—the freedom to eat anything here. Just who were his friend's connections? So extravagant.

Seeing this, Qin Li and the others felt a mix of envy, jealousy, and regret. Li Yun, the one who performed the worst in class apart from Ling Tianyu, was now soaring high.

How exactly did Ling Tianyu come to know this Nan Feng? And who is Nan Feng?

Could it be that Ling Tianyu had been hiding his true abilities?

Question after question arose in Qin Li and the others' minds, completely baffled.

"Five minutes are up. Old Zhang, call the police." Nan Feng looked at the ten-million-yuan Rolex on his wrist and instructed Zhang Yaozu. He didn't want to use his own people to teach them a lesson; he wanted these people to all be locked up.

"Yes," Zhang Yaozu promptly took out his phone to dial the police.

"Wait a moment." Before Zhang Yaozu could make the call, Qin Tianyi, who had been silent until now, stepped forward.