Urban Super Medical Saint

After confirming that the problem had originated from Matsukawa Nozomu's side, Ge Dongxu took out his phone and dialed Matsukawa Nozomu.

While Ge Dongxu was calling, Matsukawa Nozomu was pacing back and forth in the room. Suddenly, upon hearing the ringtone, he picked up the phone. Seeing that it was a call from his master in Huaxia Country, he couldn't help but jump in fright and hurriedly answered.

"Master, hello, may I ask what orders you have for me?" Matsukawa Nozomu, who was usually very proud in front of others, asked cautiously in an extremely reverent and humble tone as soon as he picked up the phone.

"Is there a problem on your side?" Ge Dongxu asked directly, without beating around the bush with Matsukawa Nozomu.

Upon hearing this, Matsukawa Nozomu's hand shook uncontrollably, almost failing to hold onto his phone.

Matsukawa Nozomu could never have imagined that while he was in the Island Nation of Japan and Ge Dongxu in Huaxia Country, separated by who knows how many miles, a small incident on his side would immediately become known to Ge Dongxu.

"Yes, yes," Matsukawa Nozomu replied tremulously.

He was increasingly aware of his master's fearsomeness.

"What happened? Tell me," Ge Dongxu asked.

Matsukawa Nozomu then explained in detail how the Anri Organization had become suspicious of the mission on Samosir Island and approached him.

In the darkness of the night, Ge Dongxu's expression turned grim, his eyes glittering with a murderous intent.

The fact that the Anri Organization had approached Matsukawa Nozomu indicated that they had suspicions regarding the Samosir Island incident. It meant that if they continued their investigation, it would not only cause trouble for Matsukawa Nozomu but would eventually lead back to him as well.

Naturally, Ge Dongxu was not afraid of the Anri Organization causing him trouble, for they were far from qualified to assassinate him.

But, as a powerful figure from Huaxia Country, how could Ge Dongxu allow a Japanese assassination organization to investigate him from behind the scenes?

Of course, since Ge Dongxu had taken in Matsukawa Nozomu as a servant and might use him in the future, he would certainly not allow the Anri Organization to target him or even threaten his life.

Besides, one must always consider the master before striking a dog!

Ge Dongxu calculated, guessing that his senior brother would probably arrive at Baiyun Mountain in about four days to pay respects to their master. He figured he would have enough time to handle the matter by making a trip to Tokyo, so he said coldly, "Alright, I understand. Keep an eye on that woman. I'll be traveling to Tokyo, Japan, tomorrow."

"Yes!" Hearing this, Matsukawa Nozomu couldn't help but feel extremely excited, letting out a huge sigh of relief.

Matsukawa Nozomu was still terrified when he thought of Ge Dongxu's frightening power exhibited earlier. If Ge Dongxu himself took action, then matters would be much more manageable.

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Jiangnan Province is a coastal economic powerhouse, and its capital, Linzhou City, has direct flights to Tokyo, Japan.

The next day, Ge Dongxu went directly to Linzhou City Airport.

Xu Lei personally delivered Ge Dongxu's passport, covered with a Japanese visa, to him at the airport.

This time, Ge Dongxu was prepared to destroy an assassin organization, so he did not want Xu Lei to accompany him, and even the passport he used was fake. Moreover, his appearance had been altered to a certain extent.

Of course, for someone like Ge Dongxu, who was nearly capable of flying with Controlling Qi, altering his appearance was a relatively easy task. He didn't need to use any drugs or makeup tools; he could simply cast an Illusion Technique or use True Qi to change the muscles in some parts of his face.

However, whether using an Illusion Technique or changing certain facial muscles with True Qi, both actions required consuming True Qi and also mastery of the Illusion Technique or precise control of True Qi circulating in the muscles.

Those who had not reached at least the seventh or eighth layer of Qi Cultivation could barely accomplish this, and they wouldn't be able to maintain it for a long time.

In recent years, Huaxia Country greatly encouraged foreign investment and as a coastal economic power, Jiangnan Province saw a massive influx of foreign capital.

Among these, many were Japanese enterprises.

On a plane headed to Tokyo, Japan, aside from the Huaxian people, the business class was essentially occupied by Japanese, who indeed made up the majority.

After all, in this era, there weren't many Huaxian who could travel abroad, and even fewer could afford to travel in business class, whereas it was quite the opposite for the Japanese. Those who could be sent to Huaxia Country and travel back and forth between Huaxia and Japan were predominantly elite personnel from Japanese companies.

Seated next to Ge Dongxu was a Japanese man, and in front of him were a Japanese man and a Huaxia woman.

Ge Dongxu sat on the plane and began to meditate and refine his mental state.

Since he was seated next to a Japanese man, he had no intention of initiating a conversation.

"Mr. Muraki Taro, please show some respect." As Ge Dongxu was meditating with his eyes closed, he suddenly heard a deliberately lowered and angry female voice, which made him frown and open his eyes.

In the seat in front of him, the Japanese man was reaching out to touch the thigh of the Huaxia woman seated next to him, who was clearly blocking his hand in anger.

"Ye Xuan, I arranged for you to be trained at the Shinrei Group headquarters; shouldn't you show some gratitude?" Muraki Taro did not give up, instead, he grabbed Ye Xuan's hand and continued to caress the back of her smooth hand with a lecherous smile.

"I earned this opportunity through my own abilities," Ye Xuan forcefully withdrew her hand.

"You're really breaking my heart by saying that, but don't worry, I won't let you down as long as you perform well," seeing Ye Xuan forcefully withdraw her hand, Muraki Taro's face turned sour. However, he soon displayed the lecherous smile again and reached for Ye Xuan's full, white thigh once more.

"You are from Huaxia Country, aren't you? Women from Huaxia Country are quite easy to deceive. Look, Muraki Taro will definitely succeed this time," said a man seated next to Ge Dongxu, probably in his thirties, short, and with a receding hairline, who had also noticed the commotion in front. He smirked and spoke to Ge Dongxu in Mandarin.

Ge Dongxu coldly glanced at the man next to him, who inexplicably felt a chill rise from the depths of his heart and immediately shut his mouth.

"Mr. Muraki Taro, please show some respect!" Ye Xuan, seeing Muraki Taro reach for her thigh again, couldn't help but raise her voice.

"Baka!" Faced with Ye Xuan's loud rebuke, Muraki Taro felt utterly humiliated, became enraged, and raised his hand to slap her pretty face.

However, before Muraki Taro's hand could reach Ye Xuan's face, it was suddenly caught by a strong hand. Then the whole person was lifted from his seat by Ge Dongxu.

"Go stay in the economy class at the back!" After lifting Muraki Taro up, Ge Dongxu instantly tossed him onto the aisle's floor and sternly said.

"I am Japanese, how dare you treat me this way?" Muraki Taro got up from the floor, both shocked and furious.