At the gate of the villa courtyard, warm sunlight poured down, casting mottled spots of light on the ground through the gaps in the leaves.

"Little Miracle Doctor, this time, both of our illnesses were treated by you. Previously, you also saved Yaoyao and Hong Ye. We owe you a great deal, so if you ever need help from the Cyan Wood Sect, feel free to come to me."

Lu Qingmu had fully recovered, his body feeling better than it ever had before. After eating that snake soup, his strength even increased a bit.

"Thank you, Sect Leader Lu," Qin Yang said with a smile.

"Hehe, you and Yaoyao are classmates, and I hear you even sit next to each other. If you don't mind, just call me Uncle Lu," Lu Qingmu said with a smile.

"Uncle Lu."

Qin Yang nodded and smiled, agreeing.

"Haha, great, then I'll call you 'Little Yang' from now on," Lu Qingmu laughed loudly.

"Little Yang?"

Qin Yang's mouth twitched. As a cultivator, no one had ever called him that before, but Lu Qingmu was indeed his elder, so it was understandable.

"Little Yang, visit often when you have time. I'll have the servants clean the guest room you stayed in every day," Lu Qingmu invited with a smile.

"Thank you, Uncle Lu," Qin Yang replied.

"Yaoyao, drive Little Yang," Lu Qingmu instructed.

Lu Bingyao and Qin Yang walked one after the other toward the parked car under the shade of the trees.

"This matter is no small issue. The Celestial Wolf Gang will definitely come after you. What are you planning to do?"

Lu Bingyao suddenly stopped, looking at the young man beside her, and asked.

"What will come, will come. If they want to deal with me, they better be prepared to pay a bloody price."

Qin Yang responded lightly, without any fear in his words but with the confidence of a powerful cultivator.

The sunlight bathed him, casting a halo around the young man, fearless and intrepid.

"Dealing with you might be tricky, but the Celestial Wolf Gang is ruthless. If necessary, they won't follow the underworld's rules and might target your family."

Lu Bingyao paused for a moment and reminded him.

"If they dare touch my family, I'll root them out completely!"

A cold flash crossed Qin Yang's eyes. In this world, he was no longer alone. There were people he needed to protect and couldn't allow to be harmed.

"This issue started because of me; I've already sent people to secretly protect your parents," Lu Bingyao said.

"Okay."

Qin Yang nodded, understanding even if yesterday's ambush hadn't occurred, the feud with the Celestial Wolf Gang was already well established. By killing five Silver-winged Wolf Guards and severing one of Flame Wolf's arms, without certainty, they likely wouldn't act again soon.

In the Lincoln car, Qin Yang closed his eyes slightly, contemplating the path ahead. Many times, one's power is limited; he needed to establish a force of his own to serve his purposes. Otherwise, he couldn't handle everything alone.

For example, protecting his parents; he couldn't always be by their side. Moreover, making talismans: this time, he might have to trouble Sister Ruan to find a paper factory.

The Lincoln limousine left Mirror Lake Mountain, heading towards the city.

"Where to?" Lu Bingyao asked.

"Let's go to the bank first to withdraw some cash."

Qin Yang thought for a moment and said. He would be going home later to bring some money to his parents and keep some for himself.

Several minutes later, in front of a large bank, the Lincoln limousine stopped. Qin Yang and Lu Bingyao went inside.

The bank lobby was crowded with people — a rough scan revealed no fewer than thirty to forty people. Apart from a few empty seats, nearly all seats were occupied.

Qin Yang's brow furrowed slightly as he took a small slip, which showed there were 32 people ahead of him in line.

"So many people?"

Seeing the number, Qin Yang's face darkened slightly. How long would this take?

Qin Yang glanced at the banking windows and noticed there were 6 service windows, but only 3 were open for business, while the other 3 had "Closed" signs.

Domestic banks are like this. Obviously, they could open more windows, yet some windows remain closed, making so many people wait in futility. Their sense of service is ridiculously poor.

"Oh, I'm anxious to withdraw money. I've been waiting for over half an hour, and there are still a dozen people ahead. It's really vexing."

An elderly man, full of grievances, complained to the person next to him.

"Isn't it just? I've been waiting for ages too. I'm anxious to transfer money to my son. My daughter-in-law is sick and urgently needs money for surgery. The hospital won't treat without money. They don't care about us common folks. The bank is the same, making us wait endlessly..."

The old woman sitting next to the elderly man also complained.

"We don't have a VIP card. Those rich people with VIP cards can use that special window over there."

"..."

Qin Yang's gaze shifted to a corner of the bank hall, where there was a special VIP window attended by an employee, without a "Closed for Service" sign.

Qin Yang walked over. No matter the country, there are always some people enjoying privileges. With Qin Yang's nature, he wouldn't wait blindly. Since he couldn't change the rules, he would become someone who enjoys privileges.

"Sir, this is the VIP customer service area. Regular customers should use the windows over there."

The bank employee inside the window was a woman in her thirties, who glanced at Qin Yang and seeing he was just a high school-looking youth, spoke indifferently.

At that moment, a portly middle-aged man walked into the bank without even glancing at the queue machine and went straight to the VIP customer window. Beside him, a heavily made-up woman was clinging to his arm.

"Darling, that LV bag is really beautiful, and it costs only fifty thousand."

The heavily made-up woman kept rubbing against the portly man's arm with her chest, which had been manipulated by god knows how many people, her voice coy enough to give people goosebumps.

"Buy it for me, will you?" the heavily made-up woman named Xiao Li said coquettishly.

"Alright, alright, I'll buy it for you, but let me deposit the money from this check into my account first."

Zhu Dafu said with a squint, appearing to enjoy himself, as he nudged Xiao Li's chest with his elbow, smiling.

The two approached the VIP window, and Zhu Dafu completely ignored Qin Yang, who had arrived before him, taking a seat immediately.

"Mr. Zhu, you're here. What business do you want to take care of?"

The employee's face immediately blossomed into a smile, presenting the epitome of sincere service.

"Here, deposit these five hundred thousand into my account."

Zhu Dafu reached into his suit, took out a brand new check, waved it, and slapped it onto the counter.

"Certainly, Mr. Zhu, I'll take care of it for you right away."

The employee's face lit up with pleasure. Nowadays, attracting deposits was a performance metric for banks, with VIP window service rotating among clerks. However, not every big spender deposited money; many came to transfer funds. With this five hundred thousand, her performance for the month would look much better.

"Hold on, it seems I was here first, wasn't I?"

Qin Yang frowned, speaking coldly.

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