Hearing Chi Anxu brazenly challenge these well-known traditional Chinese medicine masters from Huaxia, everyone present was taken aback and then their eyes filled with angry expressions.
The masters themselves felt a wave of humiliation. A young man in his twenties actually had the audacity to challenge them, which was outright insulting.
However, they could only endure it, because given their age and status, it was naturally impossible to actually engage in a medical skill challenge with Chi Anxu. Otherwise, if they won, it was embarrassing, and if they lost, it was even more humiliating.
"Why, donât you dare? It seems that your Huaxia traditional medicine really has declined, relying only on the support of a few old generations, and you still have the face to say that our Han medicine copies your traditional medicine. Youâre really bringing shame on Huaxia."
Chi Anxu wore a disdainful expression, his words filled with contempt and mockery, causing those from the major families of Capital City and the Huaxia reporters present to all show anger in their faces.
"Whose kid didnât clean their mouth after eating shit, talking so foul. Better go home and wash your mouth out more."
A grating voice suddenly rang out, and everyone in Rejuvenation Pavilion turned their heads in unison to see a young man leading a woman by the hand, slowly walking in. The one who had just spoken was this young man, and the two of them were none other than Ye Luo and Ling Qingya.
Seeing Ye Luo appear, many people present showed a look of surprise, as they clearly recognized him. Since the Situ Familyâs birthday banquet, probably very few in Capital City did not know of Ye Luo.
Mu Qingsong, seeing Ye Luo, finally felt a weight lifted from his heart, a smile appearing on his face.
"Itâs you!"
Che Taiming and Pu Jingtian, upon seeing Ye Luo, both had their expressions change drastically. Especially Pu Jingtian, whose face turned extremely unsightly as he involuntarily clenched his fists, his gaze flickering with intense hatred.
"Jing Tian, whatâs wrong?" Jin Shengtian, looking at his disciple in this state, couldnât help but ask.
"Master, itâs this guy who put me in the hospital with serious injuries," Pu Jingtian said through gritted teeth, his voice icy and filled with hatred.
"So itâs him." Jin Shengtianâs gaze swept over Ye Luo, somewhat unexpectedly. This guy had offended not just the Che family, but also the culprit who injured his disciple, quite a coincidence indeed.
"Donât worry, after the match, I will take revenge for you," Jin Shengtian said in a low voice.
"Kid, who are you?"
Chi Anxuâs gaze was also fixed on Ye Luo. He had learned the Huaxia language very early on and naturally understood what Ye Luo had meant, so his face showed a hint of fury.
"Youâre that âValleyâ disciple, arenât you? You do look quite fair, perhaps youâd make a good pretty boy," Ye Luo said carelessly, glancing over Chi Anxu and curling his lip.
"You..."
Chi Anxuâs expression darkened, his eyes flashing angrily as he glared at Ye Luo, about to act when his master held him back.
"Mu Qingsong, is the quality of you Huaxia people all so low?" the master from Goryeo looked at Mu Qingsong and said sternly.
"The quality of us Huaxia people is naturally high, but that also depends on the person. In dealing with those who like to plagiarize othersâ things, naturally, thereâs no need for high quality; it would simply be casting pearls before swine."
Ye Luo continued speaking, and his words infuriated Chi Anxu and others to the point of rage, prompting many in the crowd to let out a breath of relief, feeling quite pleased.
"Okay, you Huaxia people just like to show off with words, quickly let the younger generation come out and compete with my disciple, and stop all this empty talk," Konggu said with an indifferent expression.
"Konggu, the person from Huaxia who will accept your discipleâs challenge has already appeared. Itâs him," Mu Qingsong said, pointing at Ye Luo.
"Him?"
Konggu, Chi Anxu, and others turned their gazes to Ye Luo, along with many others at the scene. The reportersâ microphones and cameras all pointed at Ye Luo, somewhat astonished.
"Isnât your grandson, Mu Jianchun, the strongest among your young generation in medicine? Why would you send such a young kid to compete? Who is he, and how come I have never heard of him?" Konggu glanced at Ye Luo and stared at Mu Qingsong, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
Ye Luo smiled and said, "Iâm just a security guard, so of course, you havenât heard of me."
"A security guard?" Konggu and Chi Anxu were both stunned.
Kongguâs face darkened, and his eyes flashed with anger as he stared at Mu Qingsong, "Mu Qingsong, youâre allowing a security guard to compete with my disciple in a medical exchange? Are you insulting us, or are you so afraid of losing face that youâre sending a security guard, so that even if you lose, it wonât be shameful?"
"Having me, a security guard, compete with your disciple is already more than enough respect for him. Sending someone of higher status would simply be a waste," Ye Luo retorted indifferently, his words enraging Chi Anxu.
"Alright, Konggu, you mentioned wanting a competition; our candidate is ready. Now you tell us, how exactly will this exchange take place?" Mu Qingsong spoke up.
A sinister look crossed Kongguâs eyes, "Fine, since you wish to send a security guard to compete with my disciple, I wonât stop you. However, I must make it clearâif this guy loses the exchange, you must admit in front of all these media reporters here that Huaxiaâs traditional medicine is inferior to Goryeoâs Han medicine, and declare that Han medicine is the true standard of medical practice."
Kongguâs words caused everyone from the major families and government officials present to change their expressions, finally understanding Kongguâs true intent, which was to discredit Huaxia traditional medicine.
The many Chinese medicine masters present tensed up, their faces filled with gravity. This was about the reputation of Huaxiaâs traditional medicine; if Ye Luo really lost and they had to make such a statement, the honor of Huaxiaâs traditional medicine would be utterly trampled.
"No problem!"
Mu Qingsong agreed swiftly, without a hint of hesitation, surprising the crowd. Could it be that Mu Qingsong had such confidence in this young man who was a security guard?
Konggu was also taken aback, once again glancing at Ye Luo, trying to discern what made him special. He knew that Mu Qingsong was a cautious man; daring to agree to such terms meant that Ye Luo was certainly no mere security guard.
"Hey, what if you guys lose?" Ye Luo suddenly asked.
"What do you propose?" Konggu responded directly, looking at Ye Luo.
"If you lose, then you have to humbly admit that your Goryeo Kingdomâs Han medicine is entirely plagiarized from Huaxiaâs traditional medicine. How about that?"
Ye Luoâs words twisted Kongguâs eyebrows and his gaze flickered. If such a statement were made publicly, it would completely disgrace everyone in Goryeo. If they truly lost, the reputation of him and his disciple in Goryeo would be utterly ruined. Che Taiming, Pu Jingtian, and others all had slightly shifting expressions.