Chapter 366
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Chapter 366 Also An Acupuncture Expert Even if you werenât in excruciating pain, a furrowed brow wouldnât hurt, you know? This is such a blow to my self- confidence!
Marley was truly speechless. He stared intently at Emrys, who had an almost expressionless face, as he tried to come to terms with the unfolding situation.
At that moment, Emrysâ expression subtly changed..
However, it wasnât a grimace of pain that appeared on his face; instead, a playful smile appeared on his lips. He replied, âMr. Shaw, from Kepraria, have you ever heard of a proverb from our country? âBlindly imitating others makes oneself look foolish.â
Marley was surprised. âWhat does that mean?â he asked.
Emrys explained with a smile, âIt means that the technique of channeling vital energy to the needles was originally passed down from Chanaca to Kepraria. If you want to challenge your own ancestors, it might be wise to fully master the technique. Canât you see how embarrassing it is to have only half-
baked knowledge?â
As Emrys finished speaking, the golden needles on his body quickly shot out, with the tail end reinserting itself into Marleyâs body.
What was most astonishing was that each acupuncture point targeted by the golden needles.
corresponded exactly to the locations Marley had previously punctured on Emrysâ body, with each needle penetrating neither too deep nor too shallow, but exactly half an inch.
An audible gasp spread through the crowd, a collective expression of disbelief. They couldnât comprehend the kind of magic they were witnessing.
âYâYouâre also an acupuncture expert?â Marleyâs eyes widened, pupils contracting sharply in realization. It was only at this moment that he understood the true extent of Emrysâs formidable abilities.
After the golden needle was inserted, an intense, searing pain surged through Marleyâs body.
Alongside the mediocre technique of channeling vital energy to the needles that he had just used, which had already drained his vitality, his body trembled in shock as he uttered these words, and a fresh spurt of blood escaped his lips.
Shortly after, Marley lost consciousness, mirroring the fate of his Jetroinian mentee.
The room fell into a cerie silence.
Members of the Chanaca Traditional Medicine Association were left dumbfounded.
Caylieâs remarkable acupuncture technique had already amazed them, and now they were witnessing.
Emrysâs extraordinary skills.
Deep regret ate at their hearts; they should never have underestimated Caylie. As they thought about how to make amends, they were astounded by the talents displayed by Emrys.
Could it be that the unassuming Apricot Hall concealed not one but two acupuncture masters? What on earth is happening?
Confusion filled the air.
Reuben and the others, like statues, turned to Duncan, hoping he could provide some explanation.
However, Duncan still held resentment towards these oldâfashioned fools and had no patience for them. He snapped at Marleyâs mentees, âYour mentor has been defeated, now leave!â
With that statement, Duncan grabbed a broom from inside the clinic and began shooing people away, even though his words were unnecessary.
As Marley fell, the foreigners with their diverse appearances had already lifted both Marley and the Jetroinian man, ready to leave.
They couldnât bear to stay, their faces flushed with shame.
When Duncan tried to chase them away with the broom, they had already retreated quite a distance.
Nevertheless, Duncan refused to let go of the broom. Instead, with a look of disdain, he swept it towards Reuben and the others, declaring, âYou all, too, leave! Youâre nothing but bad luck!â
âSo much bad luck, itâs truly terrible! Itâs disrupted the feng shui of our Apricot Hall!â Duncan showed.
no regard for decorum. As he swept, he muttered under his breath, as if he were shooing away bothersome flies.
The expressions on Reuben and his companionsâ faces instantly turned dark.
They became aware that they had greatly offended the elderly man, and navigating this situation might prove to be challenging.
Reuben skillfully avoided Duncanâs broom and approached Caylie with a tone of apology. âMs. White, we deeply regret our earlier rudeness. As for this gentleman⦠Iâm not certain how to address him.â
He turned to Emrys with a hint of embarrassment. It was only at this moment that they realized they didnât even know the manâs name.
However, Emrys didnât spare him a glance. He turned to Caylie and said, âCaylie, Iâll leave this matter in your hands.â