"Hey, beautiful, can you hurry up? Just take off your pants, and let's get this over with," Chen Fan urged impatiently, his eyes darting towards the noble lady who was barely standing with the help of her maid. They were in the depths of the Nine Hells Prison, located in the remote southern region of Dragon Country.

The lady before him was breathtakingly beautiful, with cascading black hair, ruby lips, and pearly teeth. Her willow-like eyebrows carried a hint of heroic spirit, exuding a presence that rivaled any man's.

"How dare you! Do you know who my lady is? If you dare to speak so disrespectfully again, I’ll cut out your tongue!" the maid shouted, her voice sharp and threatening.

"Cut out my tongue? That’s a good one! No one in this world could do that, and they probably never will! Besides, you’d better think carefully—you’re the ones who need my help. If you don’t want me to cure her, go find someone else!" Chen Fan retorted, waving his hand dismissively as he turned to leave. However, he was stopped by Warden Hong Jun, who stood at the door.

"Young Master, please don’t be angry. Miss Luo’s poison is something only you can cure. I beg you, help her," Hong Jun pleaded, his tone humble and desperate.

It was a rare sight—the warden of the prison, lowering himself to beg a prisoner for help. But Chen Fan was no ordinary inmate. Three years ago, after being imprisoned for assault, he had encountered an extraordinary figure within the Nine Hells Prison.

The old man, who called himself the Supreme Immortal, had come to the prison for a few months to refine a mysterious artifact known as the "Nine Hells Divine Stone." While the other prisoners dismissed him as a lunatic, Chen Fan saw something different. Recognizing Chen Fan’s exceptional talent, the old man took him as his disciple, teaching him the arts of healing, immortality, and ancient mysteries.

Since then, despite being behind bars, Chen Fan had thrived, earning the respect and fear of everyone in the prison. As the disciple of the Supreme Immortal, he was revered as the "Young Master."

"Old Hong, today’s my big day—I’m finally being released. I’m already doing you a favor by staying a little longer to help save someone. If she’s not willing to cooperate, do you expect me to beg her?" Chen Fan said, his voice tinged with annoyance.

"Of course, that's not what I meant. Please wait a moment, Young Master, I'll go and inform Miss Luo," Hong Jun quickly responded, his tone laced with urgency.

With that, Hong Jun hurried over to the young lady and whispered a few words into her ear. After a moment of deep contemplation, she reluctantly nodded in agreement.

"Please leave us. I need to speak with Doctor Chen alone," she instructed, her voice strained with pain.

"Yes, Miss," Hong Jun and the maid promptly exited the room, leaving the young lady sitting on the edge of the bed, her face drenched in sweat from the agony. She was in too much pain to speak.

Her injury was located on her buttock.

"Stop trying to tough it out. Lie down quickly. According to Old Hong's description, you were bitten by a venomous snake that was likely raised by someone from the Five Poisons Sect of Miaojiang," Chen Fan explained, his voice calm but firm.

"If we don't get that venom out of your system soon, at best, you'll be paralyzed and spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair. At worst, you'll lose your life."

"You're lucky you found me. Don't waste any more time. Do as I say," he urged, his tone leaving no room for argument.

As Chen Fan spoke, the venom in the young lady's body began to take effect once more. She hesitated, her hands resting on her waist, unsure of what to do.

"There's no shame in seeking medical help," Chen Fan said earnestly, his expression serious.

Finally, the young lady relented. She pulled down her outer pants slightly, then proceeded to lower her lace underwear as well.

Chen Fan sat beside her, watching the scene unfold with an outward calm that belied the growing heat in his lower abdomen. As a healthy man, it was impossible not to have some reaction to such a tantalizing sight.

Her curvaceous and perky derriere, coupled with the taut lines of her muscles, exuded an irresistible allure. Just as Chen Fan's thoughts began to wander, the young lady's next words snapped him back to reality.

"My name is Luo Qianning. From this moment on, remember it! If you manage to heal my wounds, I will reward you handsomely. But if you dare take advantage of me, I promise you'll regret it—severely," she warned, her eyes sharp with a lethal glint.

Chen Fan chuckled coldly. "You underestimate me. I may not be a saint, but I have no interest in exploiting someone in distress."

Luo Qianning said nothing more, though her gaze remained wary.

"This might hurt a bit. Brace yourself," Chen Fan said, reluctantly tearing his eyes away. He pulled out silver needles from his robe and swiftly inserted them into several acupoints on her body. In no time, the poisoned blood was forced out—so quickly that it spurted out in a dramatic fashion.

It was nothing short of miraculous.

"Ugh—" Luo Qianning stifled a cry of pain, biting down hard on the pillowcase beneath her, not uttering a sound.

After a few minutes, when the blood flowing from the wound turned red, Chen Fan immediately removed the needles and carefully applied some ointment to the injury. He couldn't help but notice how smooth her skin felt.

"You're fine now. You can get up," Chen Fan said.

"That fast?!" Luo Qianning exclaimed, her voice tinged with disbelief.

Luo Qianning sprang up in an instant, swiftly pulling on her pants. Aside from the lingering soreness and swelling at the wound on her buttocks, she felt no other discomfort. Her gaze softened considerably as she looked at Chen Fan. His medical skills were truly impressive and had earned her respect.

"Dr. Chen, I owe you a favor. How would you like me to repay you?" Luo Qianning asked, her eyes tinged with a hint of wariness. She wasn’t short on money, but she feared he might suggest something like, "Marry me as repayment."

However, Luo Qianning was overthinking it.

Chen Fan waved his hand dismissively. "No need for repayment. Today’s a good day for me—I’m finally out of prison. If you’re fine, you should leave now. I’ve got to pack my things." With that, he turned and walked away.

Luo Qianning was visibly stunned.

"Miss, are you alright?" her maid asked as she entered the room.

"Yes," Luo Qianning nodded.

"I didn’t expect him to actually have some skill," the maid remarked, clearly surprised.

Warden Hong, however, wasn’t the least bit shocked.

"Warden Hong, thank you. Please give this business card to Dr. Chen for me. Let him know that if he ever needs any help in the future, he’s welcome to come to me," Luo Qianning said, handing over a card.

"Of course," Warden Hong nodded in agreement.

With that, Luo Qianning and her maid left the Nine Hells Prison behind.

Recalling the deadly venomous snake, both the young lady and her maid were filled with lingering fear.

"Miss, perhaps you should give up. The Chen family was wiped out twenty years ago, surely by some mastermind. Your father was severely injured by a mysterious figure, and now you've narrowly escaped death from a deliberately released snake. It's definitely a warning from the shadowy figure behind all this, telling us not to interfere," the maid urged.

"The more they try to stop me, the more determined I am to uncover the truth! Uncle Chen and my father were sworn brothers. I must seek justice for their family!" the young lady declared with unwavering resolve.

"Moreover, our families arranged a marriage alliance before we were even born. When the Chen family was destroyed, Uncle Chen's child was taken away by a servant and escaped."

"My father has been thinking about that child all these years. I will find him and bring him back!"

Luo Qianning's eyes shone with determination.

"Uncle Chen's child, isn't he your fiancé, Miss? What if we find him, and your father forces you to marry, but he turns out to be unworthy of you?" the maid worried.

"That... we'll cross that bridge when we come to it," Luo Qianning furrowed her delicate brows, feeling a bit at a loss.

At that moment, the image of Chen Fan appeared in her mind. Despite his young age, he possessed extraordinary medical skills, capable of taming even the most heinous criminals in the Nine Hells Prison. And he was quite handsome too.

Recalling the scene where she had to remove her pants for him to administer the antidote, Luo Qianning's cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

"If Uncle Chen's child could be as capable as him, that would be great. Whether or not we end up together, at least my father would be comforted..." Luo Qianning thought to herself.

"Miss, where shall we go now?" the maid asked.

"To Flower City. Elder Wei has extended a warm invitation, and I must honor his request."

...

"The Snowland Executioner, Gregovsky, congratulates the Young Master on his release."

"The King of the Night, Bruce, congratulates the Young Master on his release."

"The Flower Thief, Tian Guang, congratulates the Young Master on his release."

"The Thousand-Faced Buddha, Yi Yun, congratulates the Young Master on his release."

"..."

Chen Fan dragged his luggage along the corridor, receiving congratulations from every inmate he passed.

"Don't get too excited," Chen Fan smirked coldly, seeing through their true intentions. "Old Hong is my friend. If he tells me any of you are causing trouble here, I'll be back for a little 'heart-to-heart'."

"Wouldn't dare, wouldn't dare..." The inmates shrank back in fear.

No one understood Chen Fan's terror better than they did.

This prison housed only the most notorious criminals, each a legend in their own right outside these walls.

Chen Fan had been framed to end up here, but now he felt a twisted gratitude toward his betrayer. Without this ordeal, he wouldn't have honed his extraordinary skills.

"Old Hong, I'm off then. If you ever need help, just call," Chen Fan said to Warden Hong Jun.

"Safe travels, Young Master. I've already booked your flight back to Huacheng. Oh, and here's a business card from Miss Luo. She asked me to pass it to you," Hong Jun replied.

Chen Fan didn't bother inquiring about Luo Qianning's identity. He casually slipped the card into his pocket and embarked on his journey home.

"I'll give you the best life possible!" Chen Fan declared, clutching a family photo with unwavering determination in his eyes.

Meanwhile, Chen Fan hadn't forgotten his master's parting words. He continued to train diligently, knowing that in two months, he would need to journey to Thunderwind Island, where his master had left a significant opportunity for him.

Five hours later, Chen Fan arrived back in Huacheng, a charming small city in Jiangnan Province. As night fell, the city lights began to twinkle, casting a warm glow over the streets. Walking down the familiar lanes, Chen Fan was surrounded by the lively calls of street vendors. The night market, famous for its variety of street foods, was a hallmark of this area.

However, Chen Fan was in no mood to indulge in the local delicacies. His heart was set on returning home as quickly as possible to reunite with his family. "Dad, Mom, Xiaoyi, I hope you're all doing well," he thought anxiously.

But before he could get far, a loud crash interrupted his thoughts. A woman selling skewered snacks had her stall overturned by a group of troublemakers. The situation escalated as the thugs began to harass her physically.

"Please, I beg you, let me go. My father is lying in a hospital bed, and we desperately need the money. I can't afford to pay the protection fee," the woman pleaded in despair, tears streaming down her face.

"Can't pay the fee? No problem. You can have a good time with us tonight instead," the leader of the gang sneered.

"No! Brother Liu, please, have mercy on me. I beg you..." The woman fell to her knees, begging for leniency.

But the thugs, driven by their lustful intentions, showed no sign of letting her go. They began to drag her away, and the onlookers, too afraid to intervene, could only watch helplessly.

At that moment, a cold, commanding voice cut through the air from behind the gang.

"Let go of my sister!"