The crowd turned to look, seeing an elderly man sitting in a chair, approaching.
At this mont, the mbers of the Chinese dicine delegation in their cabin mostly had their eyes on over here.
"Mr. Hao."
The young people all greeted respectfully. The old man's na was Hao Baishan, a lifelong practitioner of Chinese dicine, famous for treating and diagnosing illnesses in Yanjing.
Moreover, his rules were peculiar, only seeing ten patients a day, no exceptions. But his dical skills were indeed remarkable, with rumors saying he had once revived dying patients.
Mr. Hao walked up to Xv Jie, reached out and pressed around Xv Jie's neck, hitting the silent acupoint.
Ren Feng's expression was extrely calm, using True Qi; others couldn't break through the True Qi, unable to unlock his acupoint technique.
"The silent acupoint is sealed, no other injuries," Mr. Hao remarked calmly, then turned to Ren Feng, "Can you unlock his silent acupoint?"
Ren Feng nodded, "I can."
After saying this, he waved his right hand. Others could hardly see his movent, only noticing Xv Jie making a sound, gasping for breath.
"Xv Jie, sit back down!"
Another elderly voice called out as Liao Yuan from Yanjing University of Chinese dicine stood up, "You ca this ti to promote Huaxia Traditional Chinese dicine and compete in dical skills against Korean dicine, not for rest and to prepare for the battle of dical skills?"
Xv Jie responded affirmatively, returning to his seat, though his gaze at Ren Feng contained resentnt and disdain.
Other young people felt the sa.
"Xv Jie, how's the situation?"
"That guy has poor character and doesn't know any dicine. Can't answer my questions, just showing off there," Xv Jie coldly remarked.
Hearing this, other mbers of the Chinese dicine delegation cast a glance at Ren Feng.
"They're not part of the Chinese dicine delegation. I heard they're from a company with business in South Korea, not traveling with us."
"Xv Jie, don't be upset. Mr. Liao is right; the dical skill competition is the right path. Aren't you afraid there won't be won by then?" another young man comforted.
"I just despise him. Earlier he said his Chinese dicine skills surpassed mine, but he couldn't answer anything I asked," Xv Jie continued, and so delegation mbers looked at Ren Feng with a hint of contempt, thinking he knew nothing about Chinese dicine.
Aside from a few older Chinese dicine practitioners, the rest frowned at Ren Feng disdainfully, feeling the young man was too impetuous.
Liao Yuan also sat back down, but Hao Baishan did not. He looked at Ren Feng and asked, "Young man, where did you learn from?"
Ren Feng was sowhat surprised, seeing the calm in Hao Baishan's eyes, realizing he had been seen through.
"My master's na wished not to be ntioned, please forgive ," Ren Feng replied, "My skills are not good, all thanks to my master's teaching."
Hao Baishan nodded, said nothing more, and sat back down.
Ren Feng looked at Mr. Hao with so astonishnt, recognizing the elderly man's high level of Chinese dical knowledge!
Looks like the decisive battle between Chinese and Korean dicine might just have hope; with this elder around, chances of victory could increase by thirty percent!
After this incident on the plane, calm returned. The Chinese dicine delegation didn't co over, with the two sides remaining distinct, much to Ren Feng's peace.
Liou Rui covered her mouth, laughing, amused by Ren Feng's direct and brash performance.
She knew already that Ren Feng wouldn't allow others to touch him.
After several hours of flight, everyone arrived in South Korea. Once off the plane, the Chinese dicine delegation mbers, under Bai Ge's protection, headed out.
Bai Ge greeted Ren Feng, who smiled back.
"It's getting late now; let's head to the hotel," Liou Rui said.
Ren Feng and Liang Keqing naturally agreed, as those business elites only listened to Liou Rui.
The group headed out of the airport, only to be shocked by the outside scene.
Goodness, so many people?
The Chinese dicine delegation was also surprised to see large crowds outside the airport exit, holding signs and shouting in Korean, becoming more agitated on seeing them.
"Damn it, these Huaxia people dare co to our land?"
"Make them get lost; South Korea doesn't welco this Huaxia scum!"
"Get out, get out, get out!"
Ren Feng, seeing the yelling South Korean crowd, smiled at the group in a daze, "Wow, we're quite welcod in South Korea; so many people coming to et us, just like for celebrities."
"Uh, Mr. Ren, they're not welcoming us," the employee who understood Korean explained, "They're cursing at us."
"Oh." Ren Feng nodded, "Doesn't matter, everyone has so haters. Their existence proves our influence. No worries, let's go, I'll lead you out."
Liou Rui remained calm, directly following Ren Feng.
The Chinese dicine delegation mbers, watching Ren Feng head out, were a bit stunned.
"Is he crazy? Going out like that is dangerous."
"Yeah. He must be a nutcase?"
Despite prior conflicts on the plane, being in a foreign country, everyone was still worried about Ren Feng.
Bai Ge went up to stop Ren Feng, "Brother, how about waiting a bit? The embassy folks are coming; it's risky to go out now."
"No worries, can't be underestimated."
Ren Feng smiled, leading Liou Rui and the others out, silently spreading his True Qi to protect everyone.
The surrounding crowd cursed more fiercely, and despite the police blocking, they seed ready to burst through at any mont.
Hearing the curses from the Korean crowd, Ren Feng chuckled, standing firm, "I'm very grateful for your enthusiastic welco, but as per Huaxia tradition, I should reciprocate. My response is—"
Ren Feng grinned at the agitated Korean crowd, then spat out:
"F**k you!"
Once said, Ren Feng led Liou Rui and the others to the bus nearby.
The cursing Koreans were bewildered. A Korean person asked while cursing, "Damn it, what did he say?"
"I don't know, we can't understand their language."
"Ah, I looked it up; that Huaxia guy was cursing at us!" another person realized.
"What?"
The Korean crowd was dumbfounded.
"Damn it, he dares curse at us? Chase! We must teach this Huaxia scum a harsh lesson!"
A group of Koreans began chasing the moving bus, creating a spectacular scene, leaving Bai Ge and the Chinese dicine delegation in stunned silence.
"Mr. Ren, truly a hot-headed guy," Bai Ge chuckled helplessly.
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