As soon as the words were spoken, the entire office fell silent.

You could hear a pin drop!

Gulp~

Li Qinyi, standing next to Qin Chuan, pursed her lips nervously and swallowed hard, her gaze uncontrollably fixed on her superior, Jiang Banxia.

Jiang Banxia's face had already frozen, a chill as cold as bone shooting from her eyes.

If looks could kill, Qin Chuan would probably be dead several hundred times over.

Seeing this, Li Qinyi felt a chill down her spine and internally cursed Qin Chuan.

This guy, has he lost his mind?

Always pressing the sore spot.

Unveiling President Jiang's scar, he's looking for death!

As Jiang Banxia's personal secretary, Li Qinyi was responsible not just for work matters but also for handling some of Jiang Banxia's personal affairs.

Therefore, regarding Jiang Banxia's taboos, no one in the entire Phantom Group knew them better than her.

Among them, there was one rule that was of utmost importance.

So important that no one in the entire Phantom Group dared to touch it.

And that was Jiang Banxia's face!

In the Phantom Group, no one dared to discuss Jiang Banxia's face; not in her presence, not even behind her back.

Because even the slightest rumor reaching her ears could lead to severe consequences.

At best, you'd be packing up to roll out, at worst, your life could be ruined.

No one dared to touch this taboo, just like no one would bet on the national soccer team winning.

Who would dare to do such a foolish thing?

Li Qinyi secretly sweated, mourning silently for Qin Chuan.

"Give me a reasonable explanation, or you'll be carried out," Jiang Banxia said coldly, her gaze sweeping toward a nearby sofa.

On the sofa sat an old woman with silvery hair, browsing her phone and eating sunflower seeds, looking utterly out of place.

Yet Qin Chuan dared not ignore her.

Because she exuded a kind of aura similar to that of Old Master Gu.

Normal people might not feel it, but as a Cultivator, his sensitivity to such auras was beyond ordinary.

This was at least an Ancient Martial Arts Master at the Grandmaster Level.

As Jiang Banxia said, she had the power to make him leave horizontally.

Qin Chuan forced a smile and explained, "No, speaking the truth is a mistake too?"

"That's your explanation? Then you may lie down," Jiang Banxia said expressionlessly.

"Sigh..."

Qin Chuan shook his head and sighed, "This recipe is indeed for an elixir that promotes blood circulation and skin regeneration, but the scar on your face is not an ordinary scar; it has parasites."

"Par-Parasites?"

Jiang Banxia was slightly startled and commanded, "Continue!"

Despite trying her best to control her emotions, she still felt waves of tremors coming from her heart.

Indeed, there was a scar on her face.

Five years ago, while traveling in the south, she accidentally got scratched by a tree branch.

Initially, it was just a small scratch.

But later, it got infected and festered, forcing her to scrape off the necrotic tissue.

This is why she was left with such an ugly scar.

She had tried many methods, used the best medicine, and consulted the best cosmetic surgeons.

But all to no avail.

Therefore, she could only cover the scar with heavy makeup.

What woman under the heavens doesn't love beauty?

Even as the general manager of the Phantom Group, she couldn't escape this reality.

This was an open secret that no one dared to mention, and her most dreaded secret.

Originally, she had given up hope until she obtained this elixir recipe and regained hope.

But that hope quickly faded.

Although she had the recipe, she never managed to concoct it.

Five years, she had nearly given up after five whole years, and then Qin Chuan appeared.

Not only that, but Qin Chuan could tell, from such a distance, about the scar on her face.

This was proof enough that he was not one of those fly-by-night quack doctors.

He had some skills.

This was Jiang Banxia's appraisal of Qin Chuan.

At this point, the silver-haired elderly woman who had been eating sunflower seeds couldn't help but glance at Qin Chuan, then nodded silently, "Not bad, at the threshold of mastery; just one step away from profound proficiency."

Hearing these words from the old woman, Jiang Banxia immediately snapped out of her shock.

She had forgotten Qin Chuan was also an Ancient Martial Arts expert.

Ancient Martial Arts practitioners possessed extraordinary physical strength, and their vision was superior to that of ordinary people.

"No wonder you could see the scar on my face."

Jiang Banxia felt relieved, but the hope that had just ignited faded again.

She thought Qin Chuan had the skill to heal her, which is why he could spot the scar's existence at a glance.

But she had overlooked the fact that Qin Chuan was an Ancient Martial Arts expert.

He probably had exceptional vision and thus could see the scar on her face.

Jiang Banxia thought, a trace of disappointment flashing through her clear eyes.

"What is this about?"

Qin Chuan looked perplexed, unable to understand the conversation between the old woman and Jiang Banxia.

However, he didn't bother to dwell on it and directly explained, "There are indeed parasites on your face, not just one, but an entire nest. It's like slicing meat with a dull knife; if you have photos, compare them. This scar on your face must be larger than it was a year ago."

"!!!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Banxia's eyes widened, staring intently at Qin Chuan.

"Don't stare at me like that. Even if you glare me to death, facts are still facts."

Qin Chuan leisurely continued, "The parasites will continue to multiply. As the nest on your face grows, your entire face, and eventually your whole body, will be covered in such scars. When there's no longer a single patch of healthy skin, the parasites will burst out of your body looking for a new host. At that time, you will die."

Hearing this, Jiang Banxia's face turned cold, but her heart couldn't help but tremble a few times.

A picture of worms covering her entire body involuntarily appeared in her mind.

Instantly, her scalp tingled.

Even Li Qinyi, standing next to Qin Chuan, broke out in goosebumps.

"Is it really that terrifying?" Li Qinyi couldn't help but say.

"I'm just stating a fact; whether you believe it or not is up to you."

Qin Chuan casually replied, not worried since the parasites weren't on him; he wasn't the anxious one.

"Do you have a way?"

Jiang Banxia didn't ask whether to believe Qin Chuan.

To her, the moment Qin Chuan pointed out that her scar was larger than last year, she was ninety-nine percent convinced.

Because the scar on her face indeed grew year by year.

Just like how it started as a small scratch, without even breaking the skin.

But now, the scar was about as wide as two fingers.

This was why Jiang Banxia was eager to have that elixir recipe made.

At this moment, Qin Chuan's image in her heart was no less than that of a master outsider!

If not for the sake of her dignity.

She might even want to kneel before Qin Chuan, begging him to save her face.

"There is a way, but..."

Qin Chuan's lips curled into an intriguing smile, "Why should I help you?"

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