Chapter 9

**Imperial Private Room.**

Chen Xiaobei was not at all stingy with money, ordering a large table of delicacies, which, conservatively estimated, cost over 50,000 yuan. The four roommates ate very happily.

Before this, every time they gathered for a meal, Chen Xiaobei always joined in and ate and drank with them. Today was the first time he treated them, and even the rich second-generation Zhang Fengyi couldn't match such a grand gesture.

Chen Xiaobei became the center of attention at the dinner, truly feeling a sense of pride and relief.

Just as everyone was full and ready to leave,

The door to the private room was suddenly pushed open, and a middle-aged man with an anxious look on his face walked in and headed straight for Chen Xiaobei.

"Little brother, my father suddenly fell into a coma, and the situation is unclear... I want to ask you to come with me," the man said urgently.

"What's going on?" Zhou Zitao and Li Ming were completely confused.

"Wen... Wen Tianyuan!" Zhang Fengyi's eyes widened in shock, completely stunned by the man.

This man was one of those who had been following Old Wen earlier.

From Zhang Fengyi's reaction, it was clear that this person was an extraordinary existence!

But Chen Xiaobei didn't buy it and directly refused, "I won't go! I already warned you earlier. Since you didn't believe me, why are you coming to me now?"

Seeing this, Zhang Fengyi's eyes almost popped out.

After all, in the entire Qingteng City, there were no more than five people who dared to refuse Wen Tianyuan to his face! Chen Xiaobei was really showing off to the extreme!

Wen Tianyuan didn't dare to get angry and continued to plead anxiously, "It was all our fault. I didn't have the face to ask you, but now it's rush hour, and the ambulance can't get through. If you don't help, my father's life will be in danger... Please, I'm begging you, Wen Tianyuan is begging you!"

Beg!

This word almost didn't exist in Wen Tianyuan's vocabulary, but at this moment, he lowered his head and earnestly begged Chen Xiaobei!

This sincerity was based on filial piety, which was quite rare.

Chen Xiaobei was not a heartless person and finally relented, "Alright, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. I'll go with you."

"Thank you, little brother! Thank you..." Wen Tianyuan repeatedly thanked him and then led Chen Xiaobei out of the private room.

"Second brother, what are you standing there for?" Li Ming patted the stunned Zhang Fengyi and asked.

"Wen... Wen Tianyuan actually asked the third brother for help... The president of the Wen Group actually asked our third brother!!!" Zhang Fengyi's face was full of shock, his worldview completely shattered.

"The Wen Group? You mean the Wen family, the second largest family in Qingteng?" Zhou Zitao was also instantly stunned.

"..." Li Ming was even more petrified, his heart beginning to doubt life.

**Heavenly Gate Private Room.**

The Wen family members were all gathered around the sofa.

Old Wen lay motionless on the sofa, his pale face and purple lips indicating that his condition was very serious.

As the saying goes, having an elder in the family is like having a treasure. At Old Wen's level, if anything happened to him, half of the Wen family would collapse.

So everyone was extremely worried, and the atmosphere in the private room was particularly somber.

"Move! Move quickly! Mr. Chen is here!"

Wen Tianyuan rushed into the private room in large strides.

Everyone seemed to see hope and their faces lit up with joy.

"Everyone, step back. Old Wen needs fresh air," Chen Xiaobei ordered with a wave of his hand.

The middle-aged men and women were very cooperative and immediately moved to a distance.

Wen Feng, however, sneered and said sarcastically, "What are you showing off for? A quack from the streets, and you dare to give us orders?"

"You'd better get out of my sight right now, or you'll bear the consequences!" Chen Xiaobei's eyes turned cold, and he said sternly.

Earlier at the Xianghu Club, Wen Feng had repeatedly picked on Chen Xiaobei and told him to get out of his sight.

Chen Xiaobei had already reached his limit and returned the favor.

"What!?"

Wen Feng was instantly furious and said, "Damn it! You dare to talk to me like that, I'll kill you!"

"Wen Feng! Get out of here!" Wen Tianyuan roared.

Wen Feng was so scared that he trembled all over but still said resentfully, "Uncle! I'm the future heir of the Wen family! You actually humiliate me for a scoundrel!"

"Mr. Chen, I'm here to help, not to be insulted. If I hear anyone curse me again, I'm sorry, but you'll have to fend for yourselves," Chen Xiaobei's face turned cold, and his tone was resolute.

"Brat! You're really getting cocky? If I don't kill you today, I won't be a Wen..." Wen Feng's eyes were fierce as he shouted.

"Slap!"

Before he could finish, Wen Tianyuan's large hand had already struck.

The loud slap sent Wen Feng falling to the ground, and a bright red handprint immediately appeared on his pale, tender cheek.

"Uncle... you actually hit me for a scoundrel... you'll regret this! Wait until my father comes back! I'll make you pay!"

Wen Feng covered his cheek, his eyes full of anger and resentment, and immediately stormed out of the room.

"Damn brat!"

Wen Tianyuan cursed in frustration and then said seriously, "Mr. Chen, please save my father quickly. We can't afford to waste any more time."

"Alright, you step back over there," Chen Xiaobei said calmly.

Wen Tianyuan didn't dare to argue and immediately moved back.

Chen Xiaobei turned his back to everyone and took out his phone.

He opened the Treasure Box.

Inside was a如意monkey hair, a marriage charm, and three bottles of Little Hundred Herbs Liquid that he had just obtained tonight.

—Little Hundred Herbs Liquid, casually mixed by Shennong, generally effective for medicinal use, extract?

Extract!

Chen Xiaobei tapped the screen, and a small white porcelain bottle appeared in his hand.

"Shennong is one of the Three Sovereigns, ranked among the immortals! Little Hundred Herbs Liquid may have a general effect on immortals, but for mortals, it will definitely be extraordinary!"

Chen Xiaobei thought to himself, not caring what Old Wen's illness was, he directly opened the small bottle and poured the greenish liquid into Old Wen's mouth.

The facts proved that his judgment was completely correct.

As soon as the Little Hundred Herbs Liquid entered Old Wen's mouth, his complexion immediately improved.

The pale face began to regain a healthy color, and the purple lips gradually turned rosy.

At the same time, Chen Xiaobei could clearly see the black aura hovering over Old Wen's head gradually dissipate.

As the saying goes, those who survive a great calamity will surely have good fortune afterward.

After Old Wen survived this crisis, his lifespan would at least be extended by ten years.

"Cough... cough..."

With a light cough, Old Wen finally regained consciousness.

The surrounding people immediately burst into excited cheers, and everyone's gaze toward Chen Xiaobei changed, filled with admiration and curiosity.

"Young man... thank you for saving my life... I will surely repay you generously!" Old Wen said solemnly.

Earlier, he appeared to be in a deep coma, but his consciousness was actually clear. He knew very well that it was Chen Xiaobei who saved him from the brink of death.

This was a life-saving grace! It must be repaid generously!