"Now you understand what truly constitutes medical skill," Xiao Yifeng said coldly, a chill flickering in his eyes. "Real medical skill is about completely restoring health without any loss. Although your medical technique is formidable, it can only be considered an inferior path, not top-notch at all. Moreover, I advise you to practice your Nine Needles of the Ghost Doctor less, otherwise, you'll be the one who suffers in the end."
Xiao Yifeng looked at Gui Yu with a cold glare, the cold light shimmering in his eyes.
"Humph!"
Gui Yu's face turned ugly, and he let out a cold snort, his eyes filled with a thick rage.
"I've said it, your Han Medicine is just a copy of our China's traditional Chinese medicine. When it comes to healing and saving lives, we are the ancestors of you Han doctors!"
Xiao Yifeng's gaze swept over the densely packed crowd in the square, and his voice boomed like thunder.
