Is Ai Shouying Actually a Grandmaster Ye Mengyao's Anxiety and Indecision

Outside the hospital.

"Hehehe, this 100,000 yuan can keep me happy for another month."

The white-bearded old man looked at the 100,000 yuan that had just been deposited into his bank account, and his smile was so wide it could barely be contained.

Indeed, this old man was none other than the "Fake Miracle Doctor" Ai Shouying.

Although nearly 70 years old, he was still in excellent health. His greatest pleasure in life was being an extra in Hengdian, where he might catch a glimpse of some popular female celebrities and enjoy the free boxed meals provided by the film crew.

Just then, a voice filled with resentment suddenly rang out behind him.

"You old bastard, why did you impersonate me? It was clearly me who saved that woman!"

Lin Yu, clutching his buttocks and limping, rushed up to Ai Shouying, glaring at him with fury.

The old man put down his phone and sized up Lin Yu. "What? You got a problem with that?"

He picked his nose, looking completely unbothered, like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water.

Lin Yu was on the verge of losing it.

After being kicked out of the hospital, he had planned to storm back in and demand an explanation, but the hospital had blacklisted him and wouldn't let him in.

He wanted to seek revenge on Jiang Che, but he knew full well... he was no match for that guy anymore.

From the kick Jiang Che had delivered earlier, Lin Yu had sensed a trace of Transform Force, an aura that belonged to someone of a higher level.

Transform Force crushes Dark Force!

Although Lin Yu was confident in his current strength, having reached the peak of Dark Force, he wasn't arrogant enough to think he could take on a Transform Force expert.

That's right... during those two weeks in the basement with "Brother Qiang," Lin Yu's strength had undergone a dramatic transformation. He had jumped two levels, going from mid-stage Dark Force to the peak of Dark Force.

He had become much more enlightened during that time.

But even with this breakthrough, he was still no match for Jiang Che, and that was what truly drove him to despair.

So, he could only vent his anger on this old man. After all, you pick the softest persimmon to squeeze.

Looking at Ai Shouying's sleazy appearance, Lin Yu was so angry he could kill.

"You old bastard, you teamed up with that Jiang guy to mess with me, didn't you? If I don't beat you so bad you need a cane today, I won't be a Lin!"

Lin Yu swung his fist. There was no one around, and no surveillance cameras either. Beating up this old man wouldn't be a problem.

Ever since coming down from the mountain, he had been constantly humiliated, bullied at every turn. He had never been able to show off properly, and every time he tried, he got slapped in the face.

It was driving him crazy.

Ai Shouying narrowed his eyes slightly. "Kid, are you trying to bully a 69-year-old man?"

"Damn right I am! Not only am I going to bully you, I'm going to beat the crap out of you!"

If he couldn't beat Jiang Che, he could at least take on some old geezer, right?

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, ready to give the old man a beating. Of course... Lin Yu didn't use his Dark Force. If he accidentally killed the old man, he'd be in big trouble.

Ai Shouying's sleazy smile disappeared, and a cold glint appeared in his eyes. With a wave of his hand...

A terrifying burst of energy erupted, forming a shockwave that sent Lin Yu flying.

He slammed into the wall with a loud crash.

"Bang!"

Lin Yu was thrown into the wall yet again. If it weren't for the fact that he was the chosen one, anyone else would have been killed by now.

Lin Yu, dazed and trembling, struggled to his feet, looking at the old man with fear in his eyes.

"Energy... energy force? You're..."

For a moment, he had felt an overwhelming pressure from the old man, even more terrifying than his own master's.

His assassin master was at the peak of Transform Force. If this old man was stronger than that... there was only one possibility.

Internal energy transformed into Gang Force, erupting from within. At the very least, this old man was a master at the Gang Force level!

"Are you... a grandmaster?"

But Ai Shouying ignored him, returning to his sleazy old man demeanor. He picked his nose, dug out a big booger, and flicked it.

With the help of his energy force, it flew straight into Lin Yu's mouth.

"Idiot, is this what the Ghost Doctor Sect produces? You should just go home and sleep!"

"That old fool Lin Xiaotian, even his disciples are just little fools!"

Lin Yu was furious when he heard Ai Shouying call his master a fool, but he didn't dare show it.

This man was a grandmaster! He could crush him with a single finger!

"Old... old master, do you know my master?"

Without hesitation, Lin Yu dropped to his knees.

And then he started crying.

But unfortunately, Ai Shouying didn't listen to a word he said. He just patted his butt and walked away.

"Master, old master, please help me!"

Lin Yu broke down in tears. He had once thought that after entering the secular world, he would carve out his own path.

But reality had hit him hard.

Ai Shouying just sneered. "Big ambitions, small brains, fierce on the outside but weak on the inside. Trash!"

With that, he walked away. He had no intention of getting involved in Lin Yu's affairs.

What he needed to do now was... decide which foot massage parlor to visit tonight. He'd heard the one in the east of the city had some skilled masseuses...

"No—"

Lin Yu felt as if he had lost something important once again.

......

Jiang Che, on the other hand, had no idea that the old man he had randomly picked from the film crew was actually a grandmaster-level expert.

Leaning against the headboard, he glanced at Ye Mengyao beside him.

Ye Mengyao, noticing his gaze, lowered her head, looking nervous.

The proud Miss Ye had been so manipulated by Jiang Che that she was now constantly anxious.

Jiang Che sighed inwardly. This kind of insecure girl wasn't what he wanted.

"Mengyao, I think we need to talk."

At these words, Ye Mengyao's delicate body trembled slightly.

Ever since the birthday party, she had been in a daze, sometimes even losing sight of who she was. She was terrified of being abandoned by Jiang Che.

And with more and more girls around Jiang Che, she wanted to be jealous... but she didn't have the right to be, because she had rejected Jiang Che multiple times in the past.

"Jiang... Jiang Che, what do you want to say?"

Ye Mengyao's voice trembled slightly. Was Jiang Che going to dump her?

Was this the end?

She could tell that Jiang Che liked Wan'er more. In comparison... she felt utterly inferior.