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Speaking here, she looked at Shu Jun and said, “Shu Jun, I need you to oversee this. Those willing to stay, note down their backgrounds, their strengths in the field of dicine, one by one. If you do this well, I promise to take you as my disciple.”
Shu Jun remained calm and bowed, saying, “I accept your command.”
“Hmph, a little greenhorn dares to follow others in taking on disciples. How laughable!” Tie Sanlang had taken a hit and held a grudge against Liu Shiming. However, he did not dare to actually fight, so no matter what Liu Shiming said, he intended to pour cold water on her.
Liu Shiming smiled faintly and walked toward Tie Sanlang.
Among this group of n, she was quite petite, but she did not lack in presence at all. While Tie Sanlang was taller than most won, among the n, he could be considered slender.
With each step she took, although it appeared as a leisurely stroll for a beautiful woman, in Tie Sanlang’s eyes, it seed like each step was landing on his heart!
As she reached him, Liu Shiming extended her hand. While the crowd wondered if she was about to make a move, and Tie Sanlang hesitated on whether to step back, she suddenly snapped her fingers!
The crisp sound of the snap, due to the crowd’s confusion about her intentions, made the scene very quiet, amplifying the sound.
Tie Sanlang sneered, “What do you think you’re doing? Turns out you’re just playing gas!”
Liu Shiming ignored him, and a smile slowly curved on her lips as she began to count down, “Ten, nine, eight, seven…”
The crowd was puzzled, not knowing what she intended to do. However, those familiar with her, like Huangfu Lingyao and Shu Han, showed expressions of amusent, their gazes at Tie Sanlang blatantly suggesting, “You’re in for so bad luck!”
Tie Sanlang and the group of doctors were utterly perplexed, staring blankly at the unfolding scene, with no apparent changes. The exceptionally beautiful girl stood before them, her rosy lips uttering the final countdown, “Three, two, one!”
As her voice trailed off, Tie Sanlang imdiately let out a sound reminiscent of a slaughtered pig, a high-pitched wail filled with agony.
“Ah, ah, ah—” It even had that lingering, seductive quality to it!
Particularly enchanting!
He clutched his throat, feeling as though an eel was wriggling down his esophagus, an unbearable itch and pain.
His voice began to tremble uncontrollably within a very short ti, “What… what… what have you done to …”
His sentences were becoming increasingly unclear.
A true expert’s actions reveal their skill.
In the crowd, there were more or less so elite doctors renowned in the martial world. Witnessing this technique, they could not help but turn pale with shock.
Soone asked, “Miss Liu, what kind of poison is this?”
Truly worthy of being Qi Yang, the Ghost Doctor’s disciple. This poison technique was exceptionally skilled, catching everyone off guard.
Liu Shii raised an eyebrow. Even though she was exuding an imposing aura, she was, after all, a 16-year-old girl. She tilted her head, her smile youthful and lovely.
“It doesn’t even have a na yet.”
She pondered for a mont, then turned to her own dog, saying, “Lingyao, how about you give it a na?”
Even if she knew he was terrible at naming things, her decision to let the foolish dog choose, especially in front of so many dical elites, added an extraordinary aning to it.
Huangfu Lingyao’s naming skills were indeed trash, as expected. He did not disappoint her!
Upon hearing his wife’s gentle inquiry, his beautiful eyes sparkled, and he blurted out, “Look at how red this cockroach’s face is. Let’s na this dicine ‘Red Cockroach.’ How about that?”
Everyone was speechless.
n remained silent, won teared up!
Naming a poison ‘Red Cockroach’? What on earth!
But, of course—
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