Reformation

Old Man Mu was still immersed in the humiliation Tu Gou had brought him. He paced twice around the tent, muttered "revenge" under his breath, looked up at Shangguan Ru, then resumed pacing, barely listening to the conversation between the Dragon King and Divine Doctor Sun.

Divine Doctor Sun held his head high and puffed out his chest. From time to time, he raised his right hand to touch the little topknot on his crown, as if afraid it might disappear for no reason. When diagnosing an illness in front of the patient, one had to act lofty, appear confident, and even show a touch of impatience. That was the experience Divine Doctor Sun had accumulated over many years.

"Shangguan Fei and the Dragon King practice the same kind of martial art. Shangguan Fei has only barely begun, but his meridians are still clear, so I can only speak about his condition. As for the Dragon King, he already suffered from Qi Deviation, then practiced a hodgepodge of Internal Force, and added a hodgepodge of alterations..."

Shangguan Fei had long been hoping Divine Doctor Sun would continue discussing his illness, and carefully reminded him, "Three Gong He Yi is a miraculous technique the Dragon King came up with. Its power is immense, and its effects appear incredibly quickly..."

"Bah." Once he had returned to his original identity, Divine Doctor Sun's temper became fiery. No rules could restrain him. "What about the Dragon King? He's human too. In his twenties, how much Internal Force could he possibly have seen before daring to create his own supreme technique? Calling it a hodgepodge is already being generous."

Shangguan Fei stuck out his tongue and did not dare make another sound.

Divine Doctor Sun coughed twice to calm himself, then continued, "Dragon King, don't