Capítulo 1353: Chapter 1387: dicine King Hall Competition
“The dicine King Hall competition is about to begin, and you co to now. Just to tell this?”
Wang Chongyang snorted twice coldly, not believing that this Zhang Sanfeng was anything good.
The two major Chinese dicine Families have always had a strained relationship.
The purpose of coming to Dragon City’s dicine King Hall is nothing but to grab so empty fa.
Of the four major Chinese dicine Families, who would end up last? Who wouldn’t want to seize this opportunity to boost their own reputation?
“Heh heh, old Wang, the Divine Needle Sect should be centered around the Divine Needle, right?”
At this mont, Zhang Sanfeng casually found a place to sit with the two young n he brought, smiling broadly.
“Why are you asking this?” Wang Chongyang asked cautiously, on guard.
“Heh heh, truth is, I’m just curious, really just curious. Your Divine Needle Sect should focus on the Divine Needle, yet suddenly you ntion a ‘Skin Touching Technique’ successor. Sohow, it sounds a bit far-fetched to ?”
“Zhang, are you questioning our Divine Needle Sect’s successor?”
The more Wang Chongyang listened, the more uncomfortable he beca. This guy wasn’t here to resolve old grudges, but clearly to mock him.
“No, no, no, old Wang. Look at your fiery temper, how am I mocking you? I’m just curious. You say your Divine Needle Sect has a ‘Skin Touching Technique’ successor. Truly deserving of the Divine Needle King title, producing such unique talents. Yes, yes, I have high hopes for him. Old Wang, I believe your Divine Needle Sect will win the dicine King Hall competition this ti!”
After saying this, the plump Zhang stood up from the chair, picked up the freshly brewed fragrant tea on the table, and drank it in large gulps, ignoring whether Wang Chongyang agreed.
“Senior Zhang, if you’re here to mock and my father, there’s no need for such ans. dical ethics reflect personal morals. Your behavior today shows neither dical ethics nor personal morals. You might say I’m blind, but facts are facts, unless those people are truly blind!”
Wang Xiaomin spared no face for Zhang Sanfeng, scolding him harshly.
“Xiaomin, it’s been a few years since we last t, and look at how your sharp tongue has beco even smoother. I wonder if your father taught you any principles on how to behave before you learned dicine?”
“Principles are spoken by people and heard by people. For those who can’t understand principles, there’s no point in explaining them, because only people understand principles!”
Wang Xiaomin was aggressive and unyielding.
“So people’s so-called principles are like a loud fart, both slly and loud! No matter how much is said, it’s just self-consolation. So why take it seriously?!”
Zhang Sanfeng’s eyes shone with wisdom. He calmly countered every sharp word from Wang Xiaomin without showing a trace of emotion on his face throughout the exchanges…
“Principles are always for those who can understand them! For others, no matter what is said, it’s just words that go in one ear and out the other.” Wang Xiaomin’s face was pale. The shaless old man opposite her had skin as thick as a city wall, no matter how she tried to provoke him.
She couldn’t incite any anger in Zhang Sanfeng.
“Alright! Xiaomin, don’t be rude to your Uncle Zhang!”
Wang Chongyang’s face was dark with anger. This was a blatant humiliation, and the two young n behind Zhang Sanfeng were his sons, both said to be very talented and skilled in the Broken Vein Skill, while his own son was always lost in indulgence, not comparable at all.
“Heh heh, old Wang, I’m just having a verbal spat with a kid. Look at how dark your face is. What? Are you really angry?”
“There’s no need to be angry over such a trivial matter. Alright. It’s about ti. I think the dicine King Hall competition is about to start.” Wang Chongyang’s tone was obviously low. Knowing he had no strength, he couldn’t continue to argue with Zhang Sanfeng without losing face.
“Haha… that’s more like it.” Zhang Wangba laughed loudly, moving forward to pat Wang Chongyang on the shoulder, mocking: “Old Wang, didn’t you say your successor would show up today? How is it that at this ti, they still haven’t appeared? Are they frightened by this grand scene, afraid to show up?”
“Senior Zhang, so words, once said, have already cut deep. Pushing it further will only humiliate yourself!”
At this mont, Wang Xiaomin could no longer tolerate Zhang Sanfeng’s constant nitpicking.
If he continued to badger her like this, she wondered if she’d end up punching this old rogue in the face.
“Since that’s the case, let’s et at the dicine King Hall competition. I’d like to see who truly humiliates themselves!”
After speaking, Zhang Sanfeng glared, his fierce eyes sweeping over Wang Xiaomin…
“Why are you arguing with him? You’re younger, you should yield to him.”
Wang Chongyang’s face was pale, having given up on Lin Zifeng coming to the rescue, thinking he could only rely on his daughter.
“Father, didn’t you see the grin on that bastard’s face? He ca knocking to humiliate us, am I supposed to treat him with respect?”
Wang Xiaomin is no pushover.
“What can we do? Your useless brother is to bla, born with a gift but infatuated with a lavish lifestyle. Sigh, enough. Talking about him only increases my worries. Let’s go, the dicine King Hall competition is about to start.”
Watching her father’s frail and powerless back, Wang Xiaomin’s eyes welled up, feeling particularly uncomfortable.
Being a daughter, she often couldn’t help the family.
…
The dicine King Hall was established by Gu Tianjiao’s predecessors in Dragon City, and over the years, the four major Chinese dicine Families of Martial Arts host the dicine King Hall competition every ten years.
To ensure traditional Chinese dicine doesn’t lose its lustre, they do everything to enhance the influence of Chinese dicine dostically and overseas.
Of course, the dicine King Family uses this opportunity to promote their family to the highest headlines and boost their reputation.
Esteed guests from dostic and international Chinese and Western dicine fields are invited as witnesses, and so Martial Arts leaders attend the competition, uniting the four most prestigious Chinese dicine Families from Martial Arts. How could those in poor health miss such a rare opportunity?
The most hated person naturally is Gu Ying, the son of the dicine King, Gu Tianjiao.
Reliant on his family’s reputation, he monopolizes the market by collecting and selling precious herbs at high prices, exploiting countless individuals.
These days, regardless of the ailnt, dicine is inescapable.
(This is the fourth update today, please don’t say Huahua only writes one chapter, I’m asking for a Monthly ticket)
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