Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 770 - Arrival of the Medicine King_1

Chapter 770: Chapter 770: Arrival of the Medicine King_1

Chapter 770: Chapter 770: Arrival of the Medicine King_1

When he slapped him across the face—

Some of the wealthy merchants trembled, barely managing not to fall from their seats.

Their mouths agape, they looked at Julius Reed in disbelief.

This was Medicine King Valley!

The one struck was an Inner Sect Disciple!

Had he gone mad?

Did it seem like he was asking for a favor at all?

Too arrogant!

He behaved as if no one else mattered!

“How dare you!”

Hustle!

Inside the grand hall—

Martial Gate disciples instantly surrounded him, each drawing their Longswords from their waist.

Their sword tips, all pointing at Julius Reed.

In their eyes, fury blazed!

For a moment, the grand hall fell silent as a tomb.

The merchants swallowed hard, fear leaving them drenched in cold sweat.

Even though it wasn’t them being surrounded,

Who wouldn’t fear Medicine King Valley asserting its might?

Outside, a group of insignificant Outer Sect disciples could have them nodding and bowing.

How much more so in this Dragon Ascension Hall?

Bowing for too long makes standing up again quite difficult.

Even if they were worth billions, even if they usually ordered others around!

But here, they could only submit.

“What do you mean by this?”

Julius Reed slightly lifted his eyelids, looking at the Inner Sect Disciple on the ground who he had struck, causing blood to flow from the corner of his mouth, and said softly, “Is this, Medicine King Valley’s way of treating its guests?”

“Step back!”

The Inner Sect Disciple got up from the ground, his expression exceedingly complex.

Having been in Medicine King Valley for many years, this was the first time he encountered such an audacious person!

Although Medicine King Valley was revered by the world, it wasn’t invincible.

After all, there existed many organizations in the world that were even more powerful.

He had to be cautious.

“Go, serve this gentleman some tea!”

The Inner Sect Disciple wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, eyes narrowing.

If the other party truly was a person of importance, then the slap he just received wouldn’t have been in vain.

If the other was just bluffing, then after the banquet ended, he would surely make this young man wish for death!

Medicine King Valley, most of all, was abundant in poisons.

And those that made one wish for death!

“Brother!”

The Outer Sect Disciples were puzzled, “This person dared to strike and injure you, right here on Medicine King Valley’s territory!”

“Did you not hear my words?”

The Inner Sect Disciple lightly touched the wound by his mouth, a sharp intake of breath following the sting of pain.

“Go, serve our guest some tea.”

His eyes held a ferocity.

It seemed there was also a sense of throwing a tantrum.

Today, he had given plenty of face; now to see if the young man before him deserved such treatment!

“Yes!”

The Outer Sect Disciples might not understand, but they still had to follow orders.

“You, personally go pour me some tea.”

At that moment, Julius Reed gently tapped the table, pointing to the Inner Sect Disciple who had just been struck.

Thump!

Someone lost their footing, tumbling straight to the ground.

Did he really think he was in a tea house?

“Sir, this place is Medicine King Valley, not a tea shop.” The Inner Sect Disciple’s brow furrowed, his complexion growing incredibly dark.

He had already shown the man enough respect, but the other seemed to be taking undue advantage!

Smack!

Before he could react, Julius Reed slapped him once more.

The force, greater than before!

“I told you to pour me tea as an honor.

Otherwise, what right does Medicine King Valley have to invite me for tea?”

This time—

The Martial Gate disciples were thoroughly incensed!

In full view of the public, an Inner Sect Disciple was slapped not once, but twice.

They took it as a slap to Medicine King Valley’s face!

“I’ve said it, if I see no tea within a minute!”

“Please wait!”

The Inner Sect Disciple clambered up from the ground, both fists clenched tightly.

Ultimately, he turned around and left the grand hall.

Moments later, he returned carrying a pot of tea.

Everyone who made it here knew of Medicine King Valley’s status.

Knowing that yet daring to beat someone so openly, he must have something to rely on.

Soon, the Medicine King would come.

At that moment, when everyone presented their gifts, the identity of the boy would become immediately clear.

He only needed to endure for a short while…

And Julius Reed, sitting there, leisurely beckoned with his hand, “Pour the tea.”

“Yes…”

The body of the Inner Sect Disciple had already begun to tremble.

But still, he suppressed his anger, poured the tea into the cup like a grandson.

That year.

When the Little Valley Master from Ghost Valley came, he wasn’t this arrogant!

The once noisy hall quieted down again.

Merchants stopped their discussions, all eyes fixated on Julius Reed.

They had traveled miles to come here, crossing the river and squatting in a thatched hut all afternoon.

Who wasn’t thirsty?

Who wasn’t hungry?

But everyone was clear in their minds, all the effort and endurance was for the sake of seeking medicine!

As long as they got the blessing of the Medicine King in the end, it would all be worth it!

What was a little thirst?

“Huff!”

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Julius Reed lifted his teacup, gently blowing on it.

Then he guzzled his tea with a gurgling sound.

Medicine King Valley, skilled in medicine preparation, was also very particular about their tea.

Although it couldn’t compare with the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, the taste of the tea was at least better than ninety-nine percent of the tea available on the market.

In the quiet great hall, all that remained was the sound of him tasting his tea.

The merchants who had been able to endure, upon hearing the gurgling sound, were now unbearably thirsty.

“Brother Abernathy, isn’t that Harvey Martin’s friend?”

Garrick Reed and Alaric Moore stood at the entrance, looking at Julius Reed drinking tea.

Even though Alaric Moore’s family was wealthy, they did not have the privilege to sit down.

Or rather, those who were seated were wealthier than him.

“Why isn’t Harvey Martin here?

And I haven’t seen that kid’s companion either!”

Alaric Moore looked around, but couldn’t spot Terry Moore or Karen.

“Let’s go over and sit too, standing is so tiring.”

Garrick Reed pouted, complaining.

She had caught a cold while crossing the river.

Then upon arriving at the thatched hut, because they were late, there were no seats available.

They could only stand.

Now her legs felt as if they were about to break off.

“Are you crazy!”

Alaric Moore’s eyes widened as he covered her mouth with his hand: “You can eat food carelessly but you can’t speak carelessly!”

“Brother Abernathy, if that kid can sit there, why can’t you?”

Garrick Reed didn’t understand.

Her boyfriend was rich; his family owned a health supplement company.

Why couldn’t he sit there?

“Look around, so many people beside us, who is seated over there?”

Alaric Moore lowered his voice and pointed at the wealthy businessmen around them.

If it weren’t for needing Garrick Reed’s family resources for promotion, he really wouldn’t want to be with this woman.

Shortsighted, without vision or scope!

Myopic!

“Then why can Harvey Martin’s friend sit there?”

Garrick Reed asked discontentedly, “Could it be that he is richer than you?”

“How should I know!”

Alaric Moore’s eyes stayed glued to Julius Reed, equally puzzled.

Why was this boy so arrogant?

And recalling what happened at noon…

Everyone had swum over earnestly…

But the young man drinking tea came by boat!

Just then.

Footsteps echoed from within the Dragon Hall.

Everyone in the great hall held their breath, eyes locked onto the inside.

Looking excited.

The Medicine King was coming!

“The Medicine King has arrived!”

Just at that moment.

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Several Inner Sect Disciples rushed out, each placing their hands on the longswords at their waists, standing in two rows!

And then!

An old man in a red python robe with white hair, slowly walked out.

The old man appeared like an immortal, commanding respect without anger.

Behind him followed a group of elites from Medicine King Valley.

However, when he surveyed the room and his gaze passed over Julius Reed.

He suddenly froze.

There the young man in white sat, closest to the position of the Medicine King, lifting his teacup, sipping tea one mouthful at a time.

Gurgling, gurgling…

Not even glancing his way.