RISE OF THE DRAGON KING!

5.

Hearing that warning, Bintang merely gave a cold smile. His gaze then shifted to the man who was slowly opening his eyes. Clearly, the man still had no idea who Bintang really was.

“Why did you let him leave just like that? Sir, do you also intend to harm me?”

The man, named Zidan, immediately questioned the Medical Goddess’s envoy, who had remained silent.

“Sir, since you shattered the Life Jade, even if death stands before you, I will not allow it to take you.”

Bang!

Their conversation was interrupted by the loud sound of the door being slammed open as Anya rushed into the room, carrying numerous herbal ingredients exactly as Bintang had requested.

Seeing that the room was calm, Anya carefully examined Bintang’s face.

“Sir, did Doctor Tirta cause any trouble here? I’m sorry I arrived late.”

Bintang shook his head and then took all the herbal ingredients from Anya’s hands, his expression visibly satisfied. Every ingredient was of exceptional quality—many of them extremely rare. Yet Anya had managed to gather them all in less than a day. This alone suggested that her identity was far from ordinary.

“I’ve gathered everything. Can you begin the treatment now, sir?”

“I can… but there are still a few conditions you must know.”

“What are they?”

“Very simple. Once your father recovers from the poison, you must conceal my identity from everyone—no matter who they are.”

Hearing such a simple request, Anya immediately agreed. Moreover, she understood that Bintang did not wish to become the center of attention or invite unnecessary trouble.

*

Bintang began by taking out six acupuncture needles. He inserted them into Zidan’s vital points: both legs, both arms, his broad chest, and his forehead.

This was necessary because Bintang had already determined that the poison had spread throughout Zidan’s entire bloodstream.

Watching this, Anya murmured inwardly,

“Such an ancient method… yet right now, the only person I trust is Bintang. If my father truly recovers at his hands, even if I have to offer my body in return, I wouldn’t refuse.”

She continued observing the ancient treatment in silence.

Ten minutes later—

“The final step may be extremely painful, but at least half of the poison in your blood vessels will be expelled. Can you endure it?”

“Just do it, sir!” Zidan replied without hesitation.

Knowing the physical toughness of a war commander, Bintang began removing the needles one by one.

Then something unusual happened. As the needles were withdrawn, the blood within Zidan’s body began flowing toward his legs on its own. A tingling sensation—followed by sharp pain—spread through him. But this was only the beginning.

“Take a deep breath…”

Slash!

With a small, razor-sharp blade, Bintang cut the tip of Zidan’s big toe. His movements were incredibly fast. Dark, reddish-black blood immediately gushed out, turning the once-silent room into chaos.

“Ugh!”

Anya felt nauseous.

A foul stench filled the room. At the same time, as large amounts of blood drained from his body, Zidan gradually lost consciousness.

After finishing a small round of stitching—

“Clean all the bloodstains. Leave the final stage to me.”

Anya restrained herself from calling the servants to clean the foul-smelling blood. Bintang quickly stopped her.

“It’s your father’s blood—why involve others? Anya, there are still many enemies in this house that you don’t know about. It’s better if you do it yourself. Besides, I’ll be preparing the medicine here as well.”

She froze for a moment, then finally followed Bintang’s instructions and began cleaning the blood-soaked floor.

From time to time, she glanced at Bintang as he skillfully combined various herbal ingredients. She continued her task diligently.

Five minutes later—

“Anya, give your father a cup of this herbal concoction every two days, according to these notes.”

“H-how do I prepare it?”

Bintang smiled faintly and said softly,

“You’ve already seen everything, haven’t you? Why pretend otherwise? Just do it. After three days, as long as your father continues taking the two medicines I prescribed, he’ll recover completely.”

Bintang sat down on the chair prepared for him.

Anya took the cup on the table and carefully fed the medicine to her father using a spoon.

Five hours later—

“F-father?”

Anya’s eyes lit up. For the first time in years, her father’s pale complexion had regained its color.

Even his fingers began to move, filling her face with joy as she welcomed his returning consciousness.

“My body?”

Zidan instinctively sat up, surprised that his muscles were responding normally. He immediately tried to stand and walk.

But Bintang quickly stopped him.

“No need to rush. Even though your physique is strong, you’ve been bedridden for over a year. You’ll need time to adjust—or use walking aids for now.”

“That makes sense…”

Zidan suppressed his initial urge to thank him immediately.

He glanced at his daughter briefly, then said,

“As a token of my gratitude, how about I betroth you to my only daughter?”

Hearing her father’s words, Anya’s face instantly turned red like a ripe tomato.

She was beautiful, well-groomed, with flawless skin—but marrying her was out of the question for Bintang. After all, his five masters were far more perfect than Anya.

“I’m sorry, sir. I can’t accept.”

Anya’s eyes widened. The blunt rejection instantly ignited her emotions.

“Y-you—!” She pointed at Bintang angrily.

“Hush.”

Zidan stopped her, smiling slightly as he began listing Anya’s advantages.

“My daughter is the owner of the Star Fire Group. Her monthly income exceeds hundreds of millions of dollars. With her status, your life would change completely. Only a handful of people could rival you financially. And there are still many surprises I won’t reveal yet… Sir, isn’t this offer tempting?”

Bintang extended his hand. Seeing this, Zidan thought the disciple of the Medical Goddess had agreed. He immediately took his daughter’s hand, preparing to place it into Bintang’s—

But Bintang withdrew his hand.

“I’m not agreeing. I’m just asking for two favors.”

“Y-you!”

Anya grew even angrier.

“What are they?” Zidan asked, trying to calm his daughter.

“Lend me your daughter’s phone for three hours.”

Zidan signaled with his eyes for Anya to comply. Once Bintang received the phone, he opened Anya’s social media account.

“So many followers…”

Looks like it’s time for me to make some money and buy my own place.

Without hesitation, Bintang posted a status update:

‘The auction of the Life Jade will begin today, starting at $100,000,000.

The auction will close at 00:00!’