Chapter 1212 - 1212: Cold-Faced Swift Blade King

Cold-Faced Swift Blade King, without a doubt, is a nickname.

This nickname needs to be explained in three parts.

Cold-Faced, because this middle-aged man rarely smiles at anyone other than Wei Jianhua, no matter how powerful the other person is, he always keeps a cold face.

In Ye Kuto's words, this clearly belongs to the typical Sima face category.

The "Swift Blade" part is because the middle-aged man is skilled with knives.

As for the "King" part, it requires separate explanation. It doesn't mean his surname is King, but rather king among knife practitioners.

"You are... the Cold-Faced Swift Blade King?" Sitting on the soft, comfortable sofa, Pei Dengke couldn't help but ask.

The middle-aged man grinned sheepishly, "It's just a flattering nickname others have given me. Young Master Pei can call me Old Knife."

"..." Pei Dengke.

Suddenly, the world seemed so unfamiliar.

A moment later, the Swift Blade King smiled and said, "Boss Xiao, could you please come with me to our young master's room? Young Master Pei, I'm sorry for the inconvenience; tea will be served shortly."

"Then you sit tight. I'm going to see Brother Wei," Xiao Feng said to Pei Dengke.

Pei Dengke wanted to remind Xiao Feng of something, but since Xiao Feng had already said this, he couldn't say anything further and just nodded in agreement.

"Boss Xiao, please this way!" The Swift Blade King made a welcoming gesture and started heading upstairs.

The stairs were semi-spiral, covered with red carpet, which muted the sound of footsteps.

The banisters were made of marble, looking extremely high-end.

Xiao Feng followed along leisurely, guided by the Swift Blade King, up to the second floor.

"Knock knock knock!"

The Swift Blade King lightly tapped on the door and spoke to the crack in the door, "Young Master, Boss Xiao is here."

Before the voice even faded, there came Wei Jianhua's excited voice from inside, "Quick! Quickly let Brother Xiao in!"

The Swift Blade King responded, pressing a button on the fingerprint lock, and the door automatically swung open.

"Boss Xiao, I'll stand guard outside. Please come in."

Xiao Feng nodded slightly, pushed the door open, and walked in, then paused in surprise.

By the wine cabinet, Wei Jianhua was holding on to the wall, sweating profusely, with an expression as if he urgently needed to relieve himself, yet someone was occupying the restroom.

"Brother Wei, what's going on?"

Wei Jianhua was almost in tears, "Brother Xiao, Brother Xiao..."

By the time he reached the second "Brother Xiao," his voice was already choked with sobs, tears dripping down.

Xiao Feng was stunned at that moment. Could it be that this guy... already let it out?

Fortunately, Wei Jianhua quickly composed himself, braced himself, and regardless of losing face, recounted the whole story to Xiao Feng.

After listening, Xiao Feng was both amused and speechless, saying, "Brother Wei, you are just too nervous. If there were any taboos, how could I not warn you in advance?"

Hearing this, only then did Wei Jianhua attempt to change his position, but due to standing still for too long, his legs were numb, almost causing him to fall flat on the floor.

Xiao Feng reached out, helped him to sit by the bed, tapped his legs a few times, and asked, "Brother Wei, does it feel a bit better now?"

Wei Jianhua pondered for a moment and said in amazement, "My legs really aren't numb anymore. Brother Xiao, you know medicine?"

"I've learned some traditional Chinese medicine techniques," Xiao Feng humbly replied.

Back when he innovated new fighting techniques, he studied all of the acupoints on the human body, getting clear on what each acupoint did.

Of course, that's the extent of it.

After all, it was for fighting, not for treating illnesses, so Xiao Feng mainly remembered the acupoints applicable for practical combat.

"Brother Xiao, were those pills made by you?" Wei Jianhua soon got to the point.

Xiao Feng pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "They were made in collaboration with a senior."

"Then... are there any more? I want to try again!" Wei Jianhua's tone was urgent, his face anxious, as if afraid Xiao Feng would say there were none left.

"There are some, but I didn't bring them with me." Xiao Feng replied honestly, continuing, "Brother Wei, if you trust me, how about I take your pulse?"

"I trust you!" Wei Jianhua quickly said, "Of course, I trust Brother Xiao!"

After speaking, he promptly rolled up the sleeves on both his hands, extending them forward.

Xiao Feng smiled, "Your left hand will do."

After speaking, mimicking the manner of Sun Shijie taking a pulse, eyes half closed and expressions fluctuating, watching Wei Jianhua feel anxious yet too afraid to speak.

After a long time, Xiao Feng removed his hand, stroked his chin, shook his head, and sighed, "Brother Wei, this problem of yours has been around for quite a while."

"Yes, yes, it has..." At this, Wei Jianhua's expression darkened, gritting his teeth, "As the saying goes, 'Don't avoid a doctor when sick.' Also, because of my relationship with you, Brother Xiao, I'll speak truthfully.

The first time I discovered this issue was when I was ten years old. As a child, I didn't know better, and I hung out with some friends watching action films and tried to imitate them.

Everyone else could do it, but I couldn't even get it up.

However, I was young then and didn't think much of it.

Only after taking sex ed did I realize how serious the problem was, yet I still didn't dare tell my family.

Later, I went to the hospital myself, but the doctor said I had missed the developmental stage, and the chance of curing was slim.

Afterwards, I couldn't hide it from my family anymore, so they sought treatments everywhere, taking tons of Chinese and Western medicine, but none worked.

Until today, after taking the pills you gave, Brother Xiao, I finally see hope!"

Xiao Feng sighed deeply inside, unable to resist feeling a sort of "melancholy," asking, "How long were you firm this time?"

"Uh... I didn't count exactly, I was too thrilled at the moment." Wei Jianhua scratched his head, "But it wasn't short."

"If that's the case..."

"What do you think?" Wei Jianhua couldn't help but ask, feeling like his heart was jumping into his throat.

Xiao Feng smiled, "Don't be nervous. Being firm indicates there aren't issues with your functionality.

Later, I'll consult with that senior to figure out a treatment method."

"Thud!"

Wei Jianhua knelt directly on the ground.

Xiao Feng was startled, quickly helping him up, "Brother Wei, there's no need for this!"

But Wei Jianhua's expression was serious, "Brother Xiao, I vow to heaven, if you can cure my hidden illness, I am willing to offer all my assets as a reward!"

"Reward?" Xiao Feng was displeased, "What do you take me for?

If I were after your money, I wouldn't have given you the chance to try the medicine.

If you put it that way, find someone better suited for the job, this is beyond me!"

"No! Please don't!" Wei Jianhua pleaded, "Brother Xiao, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

I underestimated you, never thought you'd be so sincere.

As things stand, if I say anything more, it would sound insincere.

Brother Xiao treats me as a brother, and I, Wei Jianhua, am not heartless. Whenever you need anything of me, if I hesitate for a second, may lightning strike me down!"