Chapter 513: A Contest of Traditional Chinese Medicine

Upon hearing these words, Ning Fan's footsteps came to an abrupt halt.

He stopped dead in his tracks, then suddenly turned to look at Tang Xinyuan, walked a few steps forward until he was directly in front of Tang Xinyuan, and gazed into his eyes.

In the beginning, Tang Xinyuan stood his ground and met Ning Fan's gaze.

But after a few seconds, he felt a soreness in his eyes and his brain seemed to become disoriented; Ning Fan's eyes seemed to draw his very soul into them like stars and oceans.

He averted his gaze, no longer daring to look Ning Fan in the eye, as tumultuous waves rose in his heart.

What a terrifying gaze!

"Do you really think Tang Clan's medical technique is outstanding?" Ning Fan chuckled and asked.

"Of course," Tang Xinyuan said decisively.

"Well then, let's compare. Although, in my opinion, Tang Clan's medical technique is not much to speak of, remember, you and your kind are not fit to represent the Tang Clan," Ning Fan said dismissively.