??Chapter 1151: 1150
Chapter 1151: 1150
In the square of the Demon Capital dical Association, more and more people were gathering at the mont.
Various dia outlets had also arrived ahead of ti.
Now, less than an hour was left until the agreed ti for the dical competition, eight at night.
The dia bombarded the Demon Capital dical Association and the practitioners of Southern Faction Traditional Chinese dicine with questions.
“Why is it that Jin Yuan, the dical competition contestant from Kimchi Nation, has co all the way to the venue while your Southern Faction’s Traditional Chinese dicine leader has yet to make an appearance?”
“With less than an hour left until the official start of the competition, why hasn’t the Southern Faction leader, Lin Dong, shown up yet?”
“Is he avoiding the competition as the online speculation suggests? Could it really be that Traditional Chinese dicine of Dragon Country is choosing to lose without a fight?”
“…”
The people from the Demon Capital dical Association, responsible for organizing this dical competition, were at a loss for how to respond to these persistent journalists.
They looked towards the practitioners of Southern Faction Traditional Chinese dicine with a hint of pleading in their eyes.
It was as if they were saying, “Please have your Southern Faction leader show up soon, we can’t withstand the public opinion pressure anymore.”
The dia present at the venue were not only from Dragon Country but also from Kimchi Nation and Yingjiang Country.
This competition had escalated to the international dical and pharmaceutical field, affecting the future reputation of both Traditional Chinese dicine and Eastern dicine.
The dostic reporters might have asked their questions in a more tactful manner, but these overseas reporters would not do the sa.
Especially the reporters from Kimchi Nation—their questions were particularly aggressive!
“A week ago, your South Faction of Chinese dicine Leader was still on various dia interviews, boasting about wanting the world to see Traditional Chinese dicine. Hehe, why is it that now he doesn’t even dare to show his face?”
“It seems true as the online comnts say, he’s nothing but a shrinking turtle!”
“…”
With many dia outlets live broadcasting the event, such a scene, once again transmitted online, naturally caused an even bigger uproar in public opinion.
The number of people online following this dical competition was already substantial.
Now, thanks to the deliberate marketing by Li Huanzhen and others, today’s competition broadcast was spreading even wider.
Currently, everyone was insulting Lin Dong.
“This South Faction of Chinese dicine Leader is really terrible. And I had been supporting Traditional Chinese dicine and him online before. But look at him, he’s outright avoiding the competition!”
“Damn it, I said before, he’s just like those young fresh at in the entertainnt circles, lacking substance and made popular through marketing. Now he’s been exposed, hasn’t he!”
“What a beast he is, probably pocketed a hefty sum of money and fled overseas to live it up, leaving behind such a ss!”
“He really deserves to die, he has completely destroyed Traditional Chinese dicine of the Dragon Country. I will never see a Chinese dicine doctor again!”
“Right, I’m not buying Chinese dicine either. What crap South Faction of Chinese dicine Leader, scamr, they’re all scamrs!”
“…”
These are the dostic insults online.
The foreign dia, on the other hand, were full of mockery and ridicule.
“Hahaha, the leader of Dragon Country Traditional Chinese dicine Southern Sect is so scared by the Kimchi Nation’s Divine Doctor, he’s hiding like a mouse.”
“From now on, you people of Dragon Country better stop talking about Traditional Chinese dicine. Your dicine is just a copycat of our Eastern dicine.”
“In the future, if your Chinese dicine students want to learn true dical arts, you should co to study in our Kimchi Nation. Our Eastern dicine will teach you what real dical arts are!”
“Xi eight, before these people of the Dragon Country were saying that our Eastern dical Scripture was plagiarized from their Chinese dicine texts, hehe, I just laughed. Who will dare to say such things in the future?”
“…”
Li Qingdai and other Traditional Chinese dical experts were also looking at their phones, helpless as they viewed the overwhelming online ridicule.
At the mont, a reporter from Paocai Nation, after learning of her identity as the disciple of the Southern Faction’s Traditional Chinese dicine Leader, specifically ca up to her for an interview.
“I heard you are the disciple of the Southern Faction of Chinese dicine Leader, so where is your master? Why has he not arrived when you have? Has he abandoned all of you and hidden away like a turtle retracting its head?”
Li Qingdai raised her voice, “My master is not that kind of person!”
“Hehe, not that kind of person, then why doesn’t he show up, why doesn’t he appear…” the reporter pressed aggressively.
Continuing to ask her all manner of difficult questions.
“Seeing you defending that retracted-head turtle at this ti, could it be you and your master have so unspoken secret?”
“You’re talking nonsense, I have nothing but a pure master-disciple relationship with my master!”
“Getting anxious, are we? I didn’t say your relationship was impure, did I? Why so flustered? Looks like there might really be sothing…”
Li Qingdai’s ability to retort was no match for these reporters, and under their relentless questioning, she felt extrely wronged.
She realized that these reporters were just twisting her words, setting the pace for her.
Online, many started to join in on the ridicule against her.
Li Qingdai felt so wronged that she was on the verge of tears.
Just then, her phone rang.
Seeing the caller, Li Qingdai’s body trembled, her face, previously stained with tears, suddenly brightened into a smile. Then she shouted to the Southern Faction Traditional Chinese dicine Practitioners around her:
“My master, my master is calling!”
Hearing this, all the Chinese dicine practitioners were excited to the extre.
Old Divine Doctor Li Qingyang and others hurriedly said, “Quick, answer the phone.”
Li Qingdai quickly answered the call, and with a grievous voice she said:
“Master, master, where are you? Please co back quickly, everyone online is scolding you. They say you are harming Dragon Country Chinese dicine, that you are a retracted-head turtle, that you are destroying Dragon Country Chinese dicine…”
“All of us in Chinese dicine don’t believe you’re that kind of person. I explained to those reporters, wanting to tell the world how you safeguard Chinese dicine, how you treat Traditional Chinese dicine, but they don’t believe it. They are scolding
along with you, scolding all of us in Chinese dicine together!”
“Wuu, Master…”
Crying loudly, it was clear she was deeply distressed.
On the other end of the phone, Lin Dong had already set off for Demon City. He had made this call precisely to tell them that Lin Dong was rushing to Demon City.
At the mont he also felt very sorry, and in a hoarse voice he said, “Qingdai, and all the practitioners of Dragon Country Chinese dicine, I apologize.”
“I’ve been in a situation where I couldn’t receive calls, but now it’s fine. I’m on my way to Demon City.”
“Trust , I will rush back! Wait for
to return!”
When Lin Dong’s words rang out, Li Qingdai felt as though all the injustice she had suffered was swept away, her tear-stained face instantly blossoming with a smile.
With a smile as radiant as flowers, she said, “Yes, Master, I believe in you. All of us in the Southern Faction of Traditional Chinese dical Experts believe in you!”
“Co back quickly!!!”
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