Shen Qiang's tone was not high, his voice not loud, yet the aloofness in his voice, brimming with pride, still made everyone in the Zhong Family Clinic shudder with attention and their eyes unanimously focused on him.
"Yo, here he comes—look, that's the fastest surgeon recently mentioned in the news, even younger looking than in the videos."
"Yes, he does look spirited without the stiff lab coat."
"This guy has quite the guts, coming here all by himself."
Amidst the quiet chatter of the crowd, Zhong Yongxi put down his phone, a sharp, cold smile flashing in his eyes as he said, "Very good, very good, as long as you're here."
Having said that, he ignored Shen Qiang and walked with a proud stride to the main seat at the front of the hall, where he sat down arrogantly.
Shen Qiang frowned slightly, just about to step forward.
A young man with powerful cultivation coldly raised his hand, blocking Shen Qiang, and harshly said, "One who challenges another must report his name."
