Starting with the Immortal Cultivation System, what can you use to fight me?

Not long after, the meeting ended, and Lin Han and his group, as well as Mr. Li and several other representatives from the traditional Chinese medicine community, took the business bus arranged by Yang Haibo back to the hotel, preparing to find a private room to get together and celebrate.

Soon, the private room was arranged, and Lin Han and his group, Yang Haibo, Mr. Li and other representatives from the traditional Chinese medicine community took their seats.

"Hello, here is the menu." A waiter handed the menu to everyone with a smile. The atmosphere in the box was warm and lively.

"Master Lin, I'm treating you today. Just order whatever you want to eat. Don't be restrained!" Old Li said with a hearty smile, his eyes full of admiration and gratitude for Lin Han.

At this exchange meeting, Lin Han had staged a remarkable comeback for Xia Country's Traditional Chinese Medicine! He had severely dampened the spirit of the Sakura Country's medical community, earning not only the respect of everyone present but also unprecedented international renown for Xia Country's Traditional Chinese Medicine. This honor filled Elder Li with profound pride, and he was filled with anticipation and gratitude for this young successor, Lin Han.

"Mr. Li, you can't treat me. I'll treat you!" Yang Hai said with a smile, his tone full of generosity and humility. "This is the first time that Divine Doctor Lin has won such a great honor for our Chinese medicine community. This meal should be my treat."

"Brother Yang, don't compete with me. I'll treat you to this meal, otherwise I'll be angry with you!" As he said that, Mr. Li glared at Yang Haibo in pretended anger, but with a warm smile on his face.

"Uh... okay, then let's do as Mr. Li says. But you treat me to this meal, and you have to let me make up for it next time." Seeing this, Yang Haibo no longer insisted and agreed with a smile, and the atmosphere became more harmonious.

"Okay, okay..." Mr. Li nodded, turned his gaze to Lin Han, and said with a smile: "Master Lin, please order the dishes..."

"Mr. Li, I'll just eat whatever I want. I'm not good at ordering." Lin Han smiled awkwardly, then looked at Yang Siqi and Xu Ming who were sitting beside him and said, "Old squad leader, Xu Ming, how about you two order something?"

"Okay, Boss Lin!" Yang Siqi smiled slightly when she heard that, took the menu, and looked around at the exquisite dishes. In the end, she ordered a few dishes that suited everyone's taste and were elegant.

Xu Ming added a few special snacks to make the celebration banquet more colorful.

During the dinner, everyone chatted and laughed, occasionally reminiscing about the highlights of the day's exchange meeting. Elder Li even raised his glass several times to express his heartfelt gratitude and admiration for Lin Han. He said, "Master Lin, your performance today not only brings honor to our TCM community, but also showcases the profoundness of Xia Chinese medicine to the world. You are the pride of all of us TCM practitioners!"

"Mr. Li, you are too polite. As a member of Xia Country's Traditional Chinese Medicine, I naturally have the responsibility and obligation to inherit and promote our Traditional Chinese Medicine culture. What happened today is just my job and is not worth mentioning." Lin Han responded modestly.

"Haha, it's really gratifying to see Ichiro Yamamoto kneeling and kowtowing today! He usually acts arrogantly in the medical community, but today he has hit a wall." Yang Haibo interrupted with a smile, his words full of praise for Lin Han and disdain for Ichiro Yamamoto.

"Yes, it feels so good to be under the control of Master Lin!" A representative from the traditional Chinese medicine community echoed, with a gleam of satisfaction in his eyes.

"That Yamamoto Ichiro dares to compete with my boss. He is simply trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm - he is overestimating his own abilities!" Xu Ming added proudly, his face filled with deep admiration for Lin Han.

Inside the box, there was constant laughter and the atmosphere became increasingly lively.

at the same time,

After Abe Nakamichi finished playing poker comfortably with several beautiful girls arranged by Yamamoto Ichiro, he ordered several men at the door to notify Yamamoto Ichiro and Ono to come over.

Soon, Ichiro Yamamoto and Ono almost ran to Abe Nakadori's room, their faces full of anticipation and nervousness.

"Mr. Sword God, are you satisfied?" Yamamoto Ichiro asked impatiently as he entered the door, his eyes full of flattery and ingratiation.

Abe Nakamichi smiled slightly, that smile showing both satisfaction and a hint of barely perceptible contempt. He nodded slightly and said, "Not bad, Yamamoto-kun is thoughtful."

Seeing this, Xiao Ye hurried forward and reported respectfully, "Your Excellency Sword God, that guy has returned to the hotel and is having dinner. When should we take action?"

Abe Nakamichi's eyes instantly sharpened. He gently twirled the teacup in his hand, as if contemplating the most intricate plan. "There are people from the Martial Arts Federation watching me outside, so I can't make any big noise for now. So... I'll wait until that guy returns to his room before I go find him!"

"Okay, Your Excellency Sword God, I'll go tell my men to keep an eye on him. Once he returns to the room..." Yamamoto Ichiro took over the conversation, a fierce look in his eyes, "This kid will die even if he has wings. Today, I will return all the humiliation I've suffered to him, and then slowly torture him to death! Hahaha..."

His laughter echoed through the room, filled with the pleasure of revenge and twisted satisfaction.

Lin Han said goodbye to everyone, and with a hint of drunkenness and full of satisfaction, he slowly walked into the elevator and prepared to return to his room to rest.

After getting out of the elevator, Lin Han noticed several sneaky figures hiding behind the door of the stairwell. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he pretended nothing happened and walked straight to his room.

After entering the room, Lin Han gently closed the door and muttered to himself: "It seems that Yamamoto Ichiro still won't give up. Haha, interesting, I will accompany you to have some fun tonight." As he spoke, he walked to the window and gently opened a corner of the curtain. His eyes were like torches, penetrating the night, and he was full of anticipation for the drama that was about to be performed.

the other side,

"Report, Mr. Ono, the boy has returned to the room!" A subordinate ran to Ono breathlessly, with excitement flashing in his eyes.

"Yoshi..." Upon hearing this, Ono curled up a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth, and quickly exchanged glances with Yamamoto Ichiro, and the two nodded tacitly.

"Sir Sword God, thank you for your help!" Yamamoto Ichiro bowed again to Abe Nakamichi.

"Mr. Yamamoto, you're too polite. Let's go. I want to see what kind of guy this kid with mind control abilities is like!" Abe Nakamichi slowly stood up, his figure tall and straight, an invisible pressure spreading out. He patted his clothes lightly, as if brushing off all the dust, and then strode out of the room. Ono and Ichiro Yamamoto exchanged glances, both of them showing ferocious smiles on their faces, and followed closely behind.

"Dong dong dong..."

A series of rapid and forceful knocks on the door sounded particularly harsh in the quiet night. Lin Han stood by the window with a faint smile on his lips, as if he had already anticipated all this.