Under Sun Tianyou’s lead, indeed it was not far past the road, through two distinctively charming courtyards, and into a fairly broad alleyway that we reached our destination.
"Miao Shou Hall." Fang Yu looked up, glancing at the three-story charming courtyard in front of him.
It radiated ancient charm, supported by red pillars on either side, and had five steps leading up to it.
It looked imposing and also seed to follow so principles of Feng Shui.
"Let’s go in." Fang Yu said indifferently.
Perhaps due to the loss, Sun Qing had no intention of going in, and even Sun Tianyou seed a bit nervous.
Fang Yu sighed and said, "Serves you right for losing... You are still a descendant of the King of Acupuncture, and yet so timorous, do not claim to be my disciples when you go out."
"..." Sun Qing’s face flushed red.
Just then, the vermilion door slowly opened.
Two people ca out, a middle-aged man and a young man, with the middle-aged man respectfully saying, "Thank you, Dr. Su, your father’s dical skills are truly brilliant... far better than that fake ’King of Acupuncture’ across the street..."
Having just finished speaking, the middle-aged man turned around, saw Sun Qing’s stern face, and awkwardly smiled, "Dr. Su, I’ll be leaving now, I’ll visit another day."
"Alright, do co for a consultation if you feel any discomfort."
After seeing off the patient, the young man’s gaze finally fell upon Sun Qing and the others, and he laughed softly, "Tianyou, haven’t you been angry with these past few days? What’s up, you’ve thought it over and ca to find ?"
Sun Tianyou said furiously, "I’m not here to find you, call your father out!"
"Oh, just because you say so! A sore loser..."
"You—Su Qingfeng, don’t push it too far!" Sun Tianyou exclaid angrily.
Seeing that Sun Qing was also present, Su Qingfeng slightly restrained himself and smiled, "Divine Doctor Sun is here too, co in, please."
Sun Qing snorted, stepped up the stairs, and coolly said, "Ask your father to co out, I have sothing to discuss with him."
Su Qingfeng, squinting his eyes, asked, "What business do you have with my father?"
"Reclaiming my plaque."
Upon hearing this, Su Qingfeng laughed and said, "Divine Doctor Sun, you are an elder, but you can’t pull rank here. You lost the Acupuncture bet to my father, and you should honor the bet. The plaque now belongs to the Su Family."
"Bullshit! That’s my plaque, Sun Qing’s plaque, no one’s taking it. Your father used despicable ans to win over, and dares claim he’s the foremost in acupuncture?!" Sun Qing argued furiously.
"Divine Doctor Sun, I dislike such talk. What do you an by ’despicable ans’? Just because you don’t understand an acupuncture technique, you call it despicable? Do you think only you can decide what’s right and wrong, then why bet at all?"
These words left Sun Qing speechless and crimson with rage.
Hearing this, Fang Yu stepped forward and said indifferently, "It’s who wants to challenge your father to a bet."
Su Qingfeng frowned slightly and asked, "And who are you?"
"I? My na is Fang Yu, versed in so dical skill. Call your father out..."
"Oh, how co just any Tom, Dick, or Harry wants to challenge my father, won’t that tire him out to death?" Su Qingfeng said disdainfully.
Sun Tianyou, with a flushed face, retorted, "This person is my respected master, don’t underestimate my master, call your father out..."
Su Qingfeng burst out laughing, even holding his stomach from laughter...
Too infuriating.
"Divine Doctor Sun, I know you’ve lost and are not satisfied, but you needn’t randomly bring so trash as a replacent. Yes, my father did say, co to challenge if you are capable. If you want to disrupt everyday by bringing ten or eight people... Fine then, we admit defeat. Take the plaque anyti."
Su Qingfeng said righteously.
However, these words were hard to digest, leaving Sun Qing extrely embarrassed, his stiff face twitching continuously.
Suddenly—
Whoosh!
Fang Yu kicked.
"Ah!"
Su Qingfeng staggered back and fell to the ground, crying out in pain.
Fang Yu walked straight in, stating:
"I’ve long found you intolerable, acting all high and mighty, annoying isn’t it!?"
Pfft!
Sun Tianyou couldn’t help but laugh out loud, then suddenly felt it was inappropriate to laugh this way and quickly covered his mouth.
Su Qingfeng’s face looked extrely displeased as he glared at Fang Yu and said, "You, you dared to kick ?"
"Get lost... good dogs don’t stand in the way!"
Fang Yu completely ignored him and just stepped over him.
Having been kicked, Su Qingfeng quickly covered his head and lay on the ground without moving.
When they reached the main house’s door, Fang Yu looked back at Sun Qing and Sun Tianyou, and said, "To deal with this kind of person, my thod is necessary. Understand?"
Sun Tianyou kept nodding, his impression of Fang Yu greatly improved.
Sun Qing said, "Master is right, I’ve learned."
The three of them then turned and entered into the main hall.
Just as they walked in, they realized the situation was a bit complicated.
Inside the hall, four or five people were standing, and an old man in his fifties or sixties was diagnosing a young female patient, holding a silver needle, ready to administer it.
It was clear that this oldest man was the owner of Miao Shou Hall.
"Divine Doctor Sun?"
"What is he doing here?"
"To challenge the Master?"
"Didn’t he lose already? Lost even the plaque, and still has the cheek to co?"
Hearing these sarcastic remarks, Sun Qing rely shifted uncomfortably and felt nothing else.
Only then did Sun Tianyou say, "Su Daolin... you said before, as long as my master is willing, he can challenge at any ti. Are you scared now?"
As soon as he said this, a young man standing nearby shouted, "How dare you, what right do you have to directly call my master by his na?"
"My master did say he could be challenged anyti? But please, show so real skill. Including today, that makes it the fifth loss, right?"
Upon hearing this, Fang Yu was slightly taken aback in his heart, it seems old Sun really suffered a big defeat.
Looking around, he glanced at the patient lying on the sickbed, gave a slight smile, and said, "Are you Su Daolin?"
"Hey! You’re ungrateful, you don’t have the right to call Su Daolin by his na!"
Fang Yu calmly said, "Isn’t a na ant to be called? Getting upset so soon? Su Daolin, stop it, you don’t even understand the patient’s illness and you’re ssing around."
The old man sitting by the sickbed, who was Su Daolin, stopped moving his hands, slightly turned his body, and with a bolt-like gaze, stared at Fang Yu and said, "Impudent brat, keep ranting, and this old man will pull out your tongue!"
"Kid, get out! My master’s acupuncture, how could you possibly understand?"
A few of Su Daolin’s disciples crowded around.
Sun Qing and Sun Tianyou couldn’t help but frown.
Fang Yu stood with his hands behind his back, neither servile nor overbearing, and said, "I really admire your courage... seeing soone like , a master, and not being scared at all."
"..."
Su Daolin’s disciples furrowed their brows.
"Who is this kid?"
"An idiot!"
"He doesn’t know how high the sky is, coming to our Miao Shou Hall to show off."
Miao Shou Hall is a place, a rising star in the last two years, treating many rich families in Yanjing, its connections and status not to be provoked.
In recent months, Su Daolin’s needle technique has improved significantly, and he planned to push Acupuncture King Sun Qing out. One thing led to another, resulting in today’s situation.
Fang Yu wore a slight smile, hardly taking these minor characters seriously, but took a few steps forward, scanned quickly, and said:
"Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles, to use them in such a manner, you are a disgrace to the acupuncture community."
Behind him, Sun Qing and Sun Tianyou were taken aback.
They thought this comnt would spark discord, perhaps even leading to a fight.
However, unexpectedly, Su Daolin suddenly stood up, his eyes widened, and with a shocked face he said, "How did you know I was using the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles?!"
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