C3 Black Dragon Card!

Qin Feng glanced anxiously at Old Fu.

With a wealth of experience, Old Fu feigned frailty, coughing as he addressed Qin Feng, "Young man, I can't thank you enough. Without those needles you gave me, I might have died right here today."

"No need for thanks," Qin Feng replied, playing along.

He turned to Hsu Yunxiao with a smile. "I happened to come across this gentleman having a heart attack and gave him a hand."

The fabrication wasn't entirely false.

Years ago, an elder had taken him under his wing, away from a life of wandering beneath a bridge, teaching him medical knowledge.

He had once provided simple treatments for Hsu Yunxiao's cold and fever, though she and her friends remained skeptical of his abilities, attributing their recovery to medication instead.

"With your so-called medical skills from the village, and without a proper license, you could be putting others at risk!" Hsu Yunxiao scolded, then turned to Old Fu in the car, "Grandfather, don't trust him. He's just a country doctor. There's a hospital just up ahead—better get a proper check-up there!"

"Alright, thank you," Old Fu responded, nodding and smiling at her, then casting a meaningful glance at Qin Feng, silently commending his wife's kindness.

The car sped off.

Hsu Yunxiao turned to Qin Feng, her annoyance evident. "Promise me you won't go around treating people anymore. What if something goes wrong? Could you handle the consequences?"

"I understand," Qin Feng assured her.

The man who had taught him medicine was none other than the renowned Big Dipper Godly Doctor, sought after by the elite for years.

Suddenly, Hsu Yunxiao's demeanor shifted. "Did you notice who that old man resembled?"

"Who?"

"None other than Hanjiang Province's wealthiest, Old Mr. Fu!" Excitement sparkled in her eyes as she made the connection. "Yes, that's him—Old Mr. Fu himself! To think I've actually met him!"

Qin Feng couldn't help but mutter, "Is there really a need to get this excited?"

Her face chilled, Hsu Yunxiao retorted, "How can you be so impolite? Meeting the richest man in Hanjiang Province is a stroke of luck from a past life. You truly lack any sense of worldliness!"

"Darling, where are you off to?" Qin Feng smoothly shifted the conversation.

"The company's cash flow has dried up. I need to figure something out fast, or we'll be facing bankruptcy," Hsu Yunxiao lamented.

Her company had been struggling for some time. Initially, she had hoped for a family investment, but after Hsu Changye's incident, the entire Hsu family was preoccupied, leaving her without support. Now, she was left to seek help from friends.

"How much do you need? Let me help," Qin Feng offered.

"You?" Hsu Yunxiao scoffed, "I need eight million right now!"

"That's not a problem. This card..." Qin Feng began, pulling out the bank card Old Fu had given him.

Seeing the card, Hsu Yunxiao's frustration boiled over. She flung it to the ground, exclaiming, "Enough! Don't you think I know how much money you have? Stop causing more trouble!"

With that, she stormed off, leaving Qin Feng to smile wryly to himself.

That card contained 800 million yuan!

Well, it was time to head to the bank.

Upon arriving, Qin Feng bumped into Hsu Yunxiao's friend, Shen Lu.

Shen Lu had once tried to set Hsu Yunxiao up with a wealthy boss for her own gain, only for Qin Feng to thwart her plan. She had not forgotten that slight.

"What bad luck, running into Yunxiao's husband," Shen Lu remarked in a mocking tone, dressed to the nines.

Qin Feng gave her a nonchalant glance and ignored her.

Feeling dismissed like trash on the street, Shen Lu's irritation grew. "Look at this, everyone. His wife gives him a mere 600 yuan a month, groceries included. And yet, he doesn't use the ATM. Instead, he's here, wasting everyone's time in line."

The onlookers began to view Qin Feng with curiosity and amusement.

"He's not bad looking. How can he be such a loser?"

"I bet he's just lazy. The youth today are so disappointing."

Shen Lu's lips curled into a smirk as she taunted, "Oh, Qin Feng, I forgot you're from the countryside. You probably don't know how to use an ATM. My bad, I shouldn't have spoken to you like that."

Hearing that Qin Feng was from a rural background, the crowd's amusement intensified.

"People who can't use an ATM these days? That's hilarious."

A bank teller approached Qin Feng, advising, "Sir, if you need to withdraw less than 20,000 yuan, you can use the ATM."

"I need to withdraw more than that," Qin Feng stated.

Shen Lu sneered from the sidelines, "There's no way you have that much money. I'd be surprised if you even had 2,000 yuan."

Qin Feng gave her a cool, dismissive glance.

He had no interest in engaging with her.

Incensed, Shen Lu challenged him, "Aren't you brave enough to say how much you're trying to withdraw?"

"I'm looking to take out 8 million yuan. Can you believe that?" Qin Feng responded calmly.

Shen Lu burst into laughter, calling out to the onlookers, "Hey everyone, come see for yourself! This guy from the sticks claims he's going to withdraw 8 million yuan!"

The crowd joined in with their own laughter.

"How about a wager?" Qin Feng asked, eyeing her sideways.

"Sure!" Shen Lu chuckled. "You're on. If you don't have 8 million yuan, you'll kneel and call me 'Mom'."

"And if I win?" Qin Feng smiled.

"Don't make me laugh. If you somehow win, I'll call you 'godfather' in front of everyone here," Shen Lu said with a scoff.

Just then, the bank manager Du Bin approached. He was Shen Lu's boyfriend.

With a smile, Shen Lu told him, "Honey, this man wants to withdraw 8 million yuan."

Du Bin gave Qin Feng a once-over, noting his worn and shabby clothes, and let out a derisive snort.

He was about to have security escort Qin Feng out when he caught sight of the bank card in his hand and froze.

Emblazoned on the black card was a dazzling golden dragon, so vivid it seemed alive.

The Black Dragon Card!

While the average person might not recognize it, Du Bin, as a bank manager, certainly did.

Only fifty Black Dragon Cards existed worldwide!

Some members of royal families didn't even possess such a card!

The Black Dragon Card was a true emblem of high status.

"Please, join me in the VIP room," Du Bin said, bowing deeply with newfound respect.

He inwardly breathed a sigh of relief that he hadn't been disrespectful earlier; the potential fallout didn't bear thinking about.

Seeing the change in Du Bin's demeanor, Shen Lu was perplexed. "Do you actually believe he's got 8 million? Just kick him out already!"

Without warning, Du Bin slapped her across the face, his voice tinged with urgency, "Be quiet!"

He dared not cross someone who held a Black Dragon Card.