Chapter 751: Chapter 752: Beautiful Master (30)
Nianyang angrily said, "Thatâs bullshit! Stop making excuses for your selfishness, youâre insulting the sacred art of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Its sanctity doesnât require any lowly tactics to flourish. Only with diligence and a grounded approach can it truly revitalize!"
"Do you know why Traditional Chinese Medicine is declining? Itâs because of people like you who spoil the whole pot!"
Old Yuâs face turned red from being scolded by such a young girl. If he wasnât in the wrong, he would surely have thrown a tantrum.
Wen Qingmu said coldly,
"Old Yu, with no medical ethics and brutal tactics, lacks the slightest bit of benevolence needed to be a practitioner and is unworthy to be the leader of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Family. I hereby announce that I am officially replacing him. Does anyone object?"
The Traditional Chinese Medicine Family was initially founded by Wen Qingmu, and everyone in the family recognizes him, so there were naturally no objections.
But Old Yu had objections. Heâs been the leader for so many years, enjoying endless glory.
Now, being dethroned is undoubtedly torture.
He even shouted angrily, disregarding the hierarchy,
"No way, Iâm the leader. Youâve been retired for eighteen years. Over these years, Iâve been diligently developing the Traditional Chinese Medicine Family. This is the empire I stabilized; why should it be handed to you when you return?"
Wen Qingmu stood up, a commanding aura pressing in from all sides, his voice cold like jade beads falling onto a plate, each word distinct,
"Why? I think youâve forgotten who elevated you to your current stature!"
Old Yu was stunned.
Wen Qingmuâs lip curved slightly into a beautiful arc, like rose petals, but his words were full of coldness.
"The SARS outbreak five years ago â if you hadnât stolen my prescription, how could you have been hailed as a beacon of national heritage?
Old Yu, isnât it uncomfortable to sit in a position you attained by taking my things?"
Old Yu was at a loss for words, and Wen Qingmu decisively summoned the castle guards to take Old Yu away using the evidence provided by Nianyang.
With the deeds Old Yu committed, he deserved to die a hundred times over.
And so.
Nianyangâs biggest enemy was finally dealt with.
Wen Qingmu dismissed the elders and walked over to Nianyang, his mouth slightly twitching, "Satisfied?"
"Huh?"
Nianyang looked at Wen Qingmu in confusion, not understanding.
"Iâve helped you punish those who bullied you and eliminated the crisis, so will you now be willing to acknowledge me as your master?"
Wen Qingmu asked lightly, with an almost imperceptible earnestness in his tone.
Nianyang raised her face with a smile, picked up the tea poured by the servant, and lifted it high, "This is tea for the Master, greetings, Master."
Wen Qingmu was slightly taken aback by Nianyangâs smile, a slight ache in his heart, so much like, exactly like Alan.
If Alan hadnât died, this is how it would be now.
He composed himself, took the tea from Nianyang, and drank it in one go.
Li Tingyan spoke, "I am Niniâs fiancĂ©. Since Nini calls you Master, I shall call you Master as well."
Wen Qingmu squinted slightly, "No need, Iâll only take one apprentice. You can just call me Elder Wen."
Alright then.
Li Tingyan felt a bit dismissed.
Wen Qingmu said to Nianyang, "Since youâre my apprentice, I naturally must teach you my exclusive formulas. Come with me."
Nianyang told Li Tingyan to sit and wait for her, then turned to follow Wen Qingmu to a large back garden on the second floor.