Upon hearing the elder's question, Ci Yuan only pressed his palms together and uttered a chant of Buddha, indeed not asking further about the medical book, while Mr. Ying scoffed coldly.
He had been fiercely struck in the eye socket by Ci Yuan's Great Vajra Fist which carried the intent of "All Dharmas are Non-Dharmas, Severing All Afflictions," and he was feeling a bit irritated in his heart. Just then, Wu Changqing, unfortunately, touched upon the sore point, adding to his irritation. He glanced coldly at the elder, whose face beamed with warmth, then, with a wave of his sleeve, he vanished without a trace.
Wu Changqing stroked his white beard, smiling without speaking.
He whispered to himself.
It seemed that during the bout, Mr. Ying had not employed his full authority; otherwise, he would not have ended up so disheveled.
In such matters, the master was indeed quite stubborn, unlike usual days.