Urban Super Medical Saint

"Mr. Muraki, are you all right?" The Japanese man seated next to Ge Dongxu was startled, then quickly got up from his seat and went forward to ask Muraki Taro with concern.

Two more Japanese men also stood up and approached Muraki Taro, asking with equally concerned expressions.

Clearly, these people were from the same company as Muraki Taro.

"Damn it, these despicable Huaxia people, how dare they attack us Japanese!" There were also two Japanese men who didn't know Muraki Taro, but seeing Ge Dongxu strike Muraki Taro, they stood up, pointing at Ge Dongxu and scolding him with anger.

Of course, there were also some Japanese who disdained Muraki Taro's behavior just now and didn't voice their support upon seeing what happened; on the contrary, they showed a hint of shame.

"I hit him, not because he is a Japanese, but because he was humiliating and harassing a lady! Any true gentleman, any man with a sense of justice, would've found it unbearable not to act upon seeing such a scene! Of course, if you insist on speaking up for him just because you're Japanese, then come right ahead. I won't mind kicking a few more people back to economy class," Ge Dongxu said calmly, looking at the two Japanese men who had stood up and berated him.

"Well said!" A few people from Huaxia Country couldn't help but shout in agreement.

"Good!" The only couple from Europe and America in business class exclaimed in awkward Mandarin, clearly they too were infuriated by Muraki Taro's reprehensible act of publicly humiliating and harassing a woman.

"Sir, this is a plane, please don't start a dispute and return to your seat," said the stewardess, who at first was a bit stunned by the conflict in business class, but quickly came to her senses and hurried up to Ge Dongxu, even giving him a meaningful look.

There was no helping it; this was a plane bound for Tokyo, and the Japanese people who could afford business class seats were essentially elite members of Japanese society. If this matter were to escalate, the stewardess truly worried that Ge Dongxu would be at a disadvantage after arriving in Japan.

"Damn it! He hit our Mr. Muraki, he must apologize immediately, and then get lost at once!" Before Ge Dongxu could even speak, several Japanese men associated with Kimura Dairo had already started to make a scene following the stewardess's comment.

"Not only does he need to apologize, but he also has to slap himself in the face, or else we'll report him to the police immediately upon arrival in Tokyo!" Those two men who didn't know Muraki Taro followed up with their clamor.

"You see, Miss, I was going to let it go out of respect for you, but these people won't let it rest. Since that's the case, I have no choice, do I?" Ge Dongxu said apologetically to the stewardess after seeing those Japanese men yelling at him, and then he walked towards the few Japanese men under the stewardess's astonished gaze.

Ge Dongxu first came to the two Japanese men who didn't know Muraki Taro and said with a smile, "You see, I tried to reason with you just now, but you wouldn't listen and even threatened me, so I have no choice. Will you slap your own faces and apologize to me? Or should I slap them for you?"

As he spoke, the smile on Ge Dongxu's face vanished suddenly, and his eyes, which had been as gentle as a spring breeze, now became sharp as swords.

In an instant, a strong spiritual power bore down on the two men directly through that sharp gaze.

Spiritual power is a magical force; the cultivation and use of spiritual power in ancient times were non-mainstream, with few people adept at it. By today's Dharma Ending Age, the cultivation and use of spiritual power were almost completely lost, leaving behind only some trivial remnants.

Probing the external environment with spiritual power or bewitching others with the Bewitching Soul Technique are both very basic applications of spiritual power, and now Ge Dongxu was using spiritual pressure, which is equally a basic method.

Of course, there are many kinds of spiritual pressure, and when applied skillfully it's like a Magician's Spell Battle. Ge Dongxu's current use of spiritual pressure was far from that level of finesse, he only knew to press down on his opponent with an overwhelming spiritual power like a mountain.

How intense was Ge Dongxu's spiritual power at present? It was already comparable to the Dragon Tiger Realm. Now, with such a forceful and direct application of spiritual pressure, could those two Japanese men bear it, given they weren't of unwavering will or ready to face death?

The two previously arrogant and proud Japanese men, upon meeting Ge Dongxu's gaze, instantly felt as if they were facing a ravenous beast pouncing towards them, pinned directly to the ground by massive claws, its gaping maw and sharp fangs threatening to swallow them whole at any moment.

"I apologize! I apologize!" Under such terrifying intimidation, the two men immediately went weak at the knees, knelt on the ground, continuously begging for forgiveness while slapping themselves in the face and crying.

The entirety of the Business Class cabin was stunned.

Nobody had imagined that the Japanese, who just seconds ago had been so domineering, would succumb to Ge Dongxu so quickly, kneel so thoroughly!

It took a while for the people in the Business Class cabin to come to their senses, and two older Japanese men, unable to bear the sight, stepped forward and slapped the two culprits on the head: "Baka! You've lost all face for Japanese people."

When those two older Japanese men struck, the two culprits suddenly snapped out of their fear, and without fully regaining their senses, they reflexively stood up and threw punches back.

"Ah!" One of the older Japanese men couldn't dodge in time and was hit on the nose, blood immediately gushing out.

The incident had escalated, with other Japanese passengers openly criticizing the two miscreants.

The flight attendants and the hurriedly arriving chief purser could only watch, their eyes nearly popping out.

What was even happening here? Why were the Japanese fighting with each other now?

As for Ge Dongxu, he seemed utterly unaffected, completely ignoring the Japanese passengers who were bickering, and turned to look at Muraki Taro, smiling slightly, "Mr. Muraki Taro, right? I heard you mention earlier that you work for Shinrei Group in Huaxia Country?"

"Yes, so what?" Seeing Ge Dongxu smile at him, Muraki Taro couldn't explain why, but his heart inexplicably skipped a beat, feeling that something about this young man was oddly unsettling.

"I'm sorry to tell you something unfortunate. I'm acquainted with your president, Mr. Matsukawa Nozomu, so it would be best if you now immediately apologize to the lady from earlier and then stay away from her. Otherwise, I guarantee not only will all of you lose your jobs, but you also won't receive a dime of severance pay!" Ge Dongxu spoke indifferently.

"Haha!" Muraki Taro let out a dry laugh before saying, "You claim to know our president? Even if you do, is it for you to decide what our president will do? You should think about apologizing to me instead. Maybe then, when the plane lands and the police arrive, I could ask them to be a bit gentler with you."