As ti was already running short, Ding Fan had not yet arrived.
At this mont, Hu Jin genuinely started to lose her confidence, as Ding Fan was capable of doing so truly shocking things. It was entirely possible that he didn't take this competition seriously.
"General Manager Hu, there are less than five minutes left before the competition starts. I wonder if your Mr. Ding has arrived," Jin Guangyi said, approaching Hu Jin with a victorious smirk.
Hu Jin's brows furrowed tightly, and she said nothing for a mont.
As both Jin Guangyi and Hu Jin were key figures in the competition, their conversation attracted the surrounding journalists, who quickly gathered around.
Seeing that the journalists had converged, Jin Guangyi raised his voice. "Before, you all were so full of yourselves, but when it cos to the crunch, your Mr. Ding is too scared to show up, isn't he? However, from this, it can be seen that your Mr. Ding does know the way of the world. Knowing he can't compete with Korean dicine, he shouldn't co here to make a fool of himself."
"You..." Hu Jin's brows knitted even more tightly, and she looked angrily at Jin Guangyi.
"In a mont, I will explain to Mr. Hawkins the relationship between Korean dicine and Chinese dicine. Korean dicine existed before Chinese dicine... After this, you in Chinese dicine shouldn't show your faces and embarrass yourselves anymore," Jin Guangyi said with an irritating air of entitlent.
Among the spectators of the dical showdown, many practitioners of Chinese dicine were present. After many confrontations between Korean dicine and Chinese dicine, these Chinese dical professionals ca to see the world and to cheer on Chinese dicine...
At this mont, Jin Guangyi's words outraged many practitioners of Chinese dicine.
"What nonsense, the outco hasn't even been decided yet. Aren't you jumping to conclusions a bit prematurely?" an elder with white whiskers slowly approached.
"Are you President Zhou Shixin of the Huaxia Chinese dicine Association, Elder Zhou?" Jin Guangyi looked at the newcor and asked.
The elder with white whiskers nodded slightly. "Indeed, I am."
Jin Guangyi snorted softly. "I didn't expect that even Elder Zhou, a giant of Chinese dicine, would be here today... However, President Zhou, even your presence won't change the inevitable defeat of Chinese dicine today."
"Insolent... You really are audacious, showing such disrespect in front of our president!" a middle-aged man stood out, saying with great displeasure.
Jin Guangyi glanced at the middle-aged man. "The victors are entitled to their pride, while the losers are only fit to be stepped on..."
"You..." The middle-aged man took a step forward, the veins on his forehead bulging.
"What's the matter? Want to start a fight?" Jin Guangyi sneered contemptuously. "If you lose your temper and start a brawl, by tomorrow, Chinese dicine will indeed be famous all over the world!"
The middle-aged man clenched his fists tightly, but Jin Guangyi had a point. If a fight really broke out, it could give Korean dicine the chance to completely tarnish the reputation of Chinese dicine.
"You in Chinese dicine will never be a match for our Korean dicine. You've been deceiving the world and stealing fa for too long. It's ti to give back what's ours," Jin Guangyi said arrogantly, looking around him.
"I don't know how skilled you in Korean dicine are, but one thing I do know; when it cos to boasting, you really are unmatched," a faint voice suddenly spoke up.
Hu Jin's eyes lit up when she heard the voice; she quickly looked in its direction.
"Chaos... Mr. Ding..."
The speaker was none other than Ding Fan.
At this, Jin Guangyi also saw Ding Fan.
Jin Guangyi had already developed a hatred for Ding Fan, having been manipulated by him previously and being caught off guard. Coupled with Ding Fan's disrespectful remarks just now, the sight of Ding Fan made Jin Guangyi grit his teeth in hatred.
Many dia representatives quickly pointed their caras and photographers toward Ding Fan.
Under the shining lights, Ding Fan walked proudly up to Jin Guangyi, chest thrust out.
"Mr. Ding, I thought you were scared and hiding. I didn't expect you to have the courage to show up..." Jin Guangyi said to Ding Fan with a sarcastic tone.
"Your Korean dicine from Korea isn't skilled enough to scare into hiding," Ding Fan tossed back the comnt before addressing everyone present.
"I actually just made ti to co and teach these Korean dicine practitioners what Huaxia dical Arts really is. But as you all know, I'm usually very busy. If it weren't for my secretary reminding , I might have forgotten about today's lesson for the Korean dicine folks..."
Ding Fan's words were delivered with a casual indifference, completely unruffled.
The crowd burst into laughter after hearing Ding Fan's words.
Ding Fan was clear: he didn't take the competition seriously at all. To him, it was just about teaching a lesson to the students of Korean dicine.
Hu Jin couldn't help but chuckle to herself after hearing Ding Fan's words.
You in Korean dicine from Korea boast about your supremacy, claiming your tradition is authentic and you're the best. Well, Ding Fan can outdo your boasting. No matter how grandiose you are, Ding Fan remains your master.
Hu Jin took another look at Ding Fan.
To deal with soone like Jin Guangyi, perhaps only Ding Fan was capable...
Ding Fan's implication was not lost on Jin Guangyi; his face turned very unpleasant. Ding Fan's words were utterly contemptuous...
"Mr. Ding, you are far too arrogant..."
But Ding Fan paid no attention to Jin Guangyi, directly speaking to Hu Jin instead. "I have other matters to deal with later, so get things started now," he instructed.
"Mr. Jin Guangyi, please," Hu Jin said to Jin Guangyi.
Jin Guangyi snorted coldly and, with a flick of his sleeve, he walked away.
"Mr. Ding Fan..." Just at this mont, the president of the Chinese dicine Association, Zhou Shixin, walked over.
"Chairman Ding, this is the president of the Chinese dicine Association, Elder Zhou Shixin." Hu Jin, concerned that Ding Fan might also speak out of turn to Elder Zhou, hastened to say.
Ding Fan nodded. Then he spoke very politely, "Mr. Zhou, I understand the concerns you may have, and I assure you I will not bring disgrace upon Huaxia Chinese dicine."
Zhou Shixin hadn't spoken yet, but Ding Fan had already understood everything, which made Zhou Shixin feel quite fond of Ding Fan. "Good... I will be cheering for Mr. Ding from the audience."
Ding Fan nodded and then responded respectfully, "Thank you..."
Having said this, Ding Fan then turned and walked towards the competition arena.
This Elder Zhou, being the president of the Chinese dicine Association, understood that although today was about a dical competition, it was also a contest for the status of Korean and Chinese dicine. Therefore, Ding Fan already knew what was expected, without needing Elder Zhou to say anything.
All that Ding Fan had to do today was to avoid tarnishing the reputation of Chinese dicine.
"Ladies and gentlen, friends from the press and the dical community, hello..." At this mont, a Huaxia beauty dressed in a cheongsam ascended the stage.
Ding Fan glanced at the emcee and felt she looked familiar, but where he had seen her, he could not recall.
What Ding Fan didn't know was that this female emcee was no minor figure; she was a host from the provincial entertainnt television station. Those with discerning eyes could see that getting this emcee showed the significant clout of the Huaxia Group.
Ding Fan often followed so of Earth's happenings through television, so he had seen this female emcee many tis before, which is why she looked familiar to him.
As the female emcee finished her speech, the previously noisy hall quieted down. Everyone's gaze was focused here.
At this mont, Ding Fan had no interest in these superficialities; his eyes swept across the crowd below.
He quickly spotted Qin Manshu.
The last ti the two had parted was by the sea when Ruoran was in trouble.
On that day, moved by Qin Manshu's genuine affection, Ding Fan had agreed to be with her. Now that Ruoran was back, Ding Fan felt a headache coming on.
In his previous life, he had been alone, only concerned with himself, but in this life, he had attracted a myriad of emotional debts.
Qin Manshu had been watching Ding Fan all along. When she noticed him looking at her, she gave him a radiant smile.
Qin Manshu was exceptionally beautiful today, exuding an aura of a mature woman, with a perfect figure and a stunning face that, even without speaking, was enough to steal the lilight.
"I believe everyone is aware of the purpose of this dical competition, which is to exchange dical insights and to enhance our relationship with Korea..."
"Wait a minute!"
At this mont, the female emcee had not yet finished her words when Jin Guangyi stood up, directly interrupting her.
"Sir, do you have sothing to say?" The female emcee, displeased by Jin Guangyi's interruption, asked.
However, the emcee's professional skills were exhibited at this mont.
Although she was quite annoyed, she still maintained a smile while addressing Jin Guangyi.
Jin Guangyi, ignoring the beautiful emcee, walked confidently to the front of the stage and then addressed all the journalists with an air of superiority.
"We Koreans are very rigorous in our affairs. We're here for a straightforward purpose, to compare and determine who represents the authentic tradition and who is rely a branch... I don't mind telling you all that through this competition, we intend to prove to the world that Korean dicine is the true Orthodoxy, while your Huaxia Chinese dicine is rely an offshoot," Jin Guangyi proclaid.
Ding Fan observed the Jin Guangyi on stage.
It looked like Jin Guangyi was intent on raising the stakes. Ding Fan glanced at the people behind Jin Guangyi, who all seed to be ordinary people.
But judging by Jin Guangyi's forceful attitude, the individuals he brought with him this ti were probably quite skilled.
Otherwise, Jin Guangyi wouldn't be so bold.
"...First of all, I want to ask Chairman Ding of the Huaxia Group, Ding Fan..." Jin Guangyi changed the topic and directly targeted Ding Fan.
Ding Fan looked at Jin Guangyi as a sign of acknowledgnt.
"Since this is a competition, we should have a wager. How about we set a prize? I wonder if Chairman Ding dares to accept!" Jin Guangyi said.
The crowd, upon hearing Jin Guangyi's proposal, burst into a flurry of discussions.
It was clear to the audience that Jin Guangyi intended to make a significant bet this ti.
"State what kind of prize you have in mind," Ding Fan said to Jin Guangyi.
Jin Guangyi proposed, "In such a grand event, a small prize won't be exciting. Let's bet fifty million US dollars. The loser has to give fifty million US dollars to the winner. Chairman Ding, you don't have any problems with that, do you?"
Ding Fan inwardly found it quite amusing.
Fifty million US dollars, equating to just over three billion Huaxia currency, were not much. After all, just one Fourth Grade Foundation Building Pill from him was worth several billion.
"What? Is Chairman Ding afraid?" Jin Guangyi pushed when he saw Ding Fan hesitate.
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