Chapter 233
These men really wanted Kingsley to mentor them. They knew Kingsley had mastered the long-lost
Gorgion''s technique. The technique could save someone who was an inch away from death and
even change their fate. They might not be smart enough to master that, but if Kingsley was willing to
be their mentor, he might just save them when they needed it most. Most of these juggernauts were
at least sixty years old. They would love to live longer if they could. Mr. Ledger''s legs were failing
him, but if Kingsley would help him out, he might just regain most of his mobility. Everyone else had
the same idea too. They would do anything just for Kingsley to grant them their request.
Kingsley looked at the men and massaged his forehead. "Why am I not surprised?" he muttered
under his breath.
Tristan and Seth were stupefied, and so was everyone else. This was beyond theirprehension.
Why did they kneel all of a sudden? And it''s all of them too! These guys are supposed to be the
pirs of Cleapolis'' ancient healing industry. What are they doing?
"Mr. Duncan, Mr. Rand…" Tristan''s voice was trembling. "W-Why are you doing this?"
Scott shot him a dangerous re and roared, "Keep your mouth shut, Professor Zinkleigh! One
more insult and we''ll make you pay!"
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"That''s right!" ke was the angriest of them all. "You wanna insult Dr. Nicholson? Over my dead
body!"
Tristan was at a loss for words. "I-I didn''t insult him. H-He threw the first punch."
"So? What do you want? Punch him back?" ke got up and approached Tristan. "Fine! Punch me
then. Right in the face if you want!" He held Seth by the cor and closed in. "Come on! If you want
to punch someone, punch me!"
Seth''s legs were trembling. There''s no way I can punch you! He looked to Tristan for help, but to his
horror, Tristan was not looking too good either. ke was not just the president of Cleapolis
Acupuncture Society, but he was also the pride and joy of Old Master Todd. Tristan''s career would
be destroyed if Old Master Todd came at him for letting Seth punch ke. Qustia''s medical world
would do anything for him if he just said the word. Seth nched, and he waved his hands. "I-I
won''t do that, Mr. Hemsworth. I-I can''t…"
"Hmph!" ke snorted and shoved him away before looking at Tristan. "And you! Still going to look
down on Dr. Nicholson?"
"I…" Trisan felt humiliated. There were about thirty doctors in the lobby, and everyone had heard
him threaten Kingsley. If he backed off now, he could never walk with his head held high in
Cleapolis'' medical industry ever again.
"No answer? Well, let Dr. Nicholson decide then." ke looked at him coldly and went back to kneel
before Kingsley. "What would you like to do, Dr. Nicholson? We''ll do anything. Just say the word.
The whole ancient healing industry supports you."
The whole industry supports him? The crowd erupted into a discussion. Wait, so that means
Kingsley owns half of Cleapolis'' medical industry now? The Western medical world was divided into
a lot of branches, so they could never be as united as the ancient healing branch of the medical
field. If the ancient healing industry came together as one and served a single leader, Kingsley
would be the top doctor in Cleapolis. Everyone was now seeing Kingsley in a different light.
Kingsley did not answer ke. Instead, he looked at the crowd coldly. "Hm, someone said the
professor''s students are the cream of the crop, if I recall. And what else did they say? Oh, yes, that
he''s the best teacher in Cleapolis?"
Everyone lowered their heads when Kingsley looked at them, and they kept quiet. The guy who said
that out loud earlier cursed himself for his ignorance. All the juggernauts here want to be his
students. Tristan is nothingpared to him. Yeah, his students are the cream of the crop, but
these guys here are built different from the crop!