Lord Protector Novel

“But—” Sage looked frantic.

Zeke cut her off. “Trust me.”

He then turned to Weston and sighed. “I thought such betrayals only existed on TV. I didn’t think I’d get to witness an idiot who’d actually fall for it. This is hilarious!”

“What are you talking about!? What do you mean by betrayal?” Weston raged.

Zeke responded, “If I’m not mistaken, Quincy Lang has been treating your kidney problems. But not only are you not getting better, but your kidneys are also actually deteriorating and on the verge of failure. You’re about to die, yet you’re still defending him. That’s how much of an idiot you are!”

“Bullsh*t!” Quincy yelled. “My treatments are highly effective. Mr. Simpson’s kidneys are much stronger than before. They’re not on the verge of failure!”

“Is that so?” Zeke smiled in amusement.

“Are you trying to sabotage my relationship with Dr. Lang? You can dream on,” said Weston. “Dr. Lang is practically the reincarnation of a great wizard. His medical skills are impeccable. My kidneys are stronger than ever and last half an hour each day. The failure you speak of doesn’t exist at all.”

“You’re still defending him? You really are an idiot,” Zeke remarked. “Dr. Lang is just extracting energy from other parts of your body and using them to strengthen your kidneys. Your kidneys are only strong because they’re now in their final stages of life. He condensed half a year’s worth of energy—maybe even one year’s worth—into just half an hour. You’re almost completely out of life! Who knows? You might just kick the bucket in two days.”

“How dare you slander me!?” Quincy yelled. “All you do is lie to people! Show me your proof.”

“How dare you slander me!?” Quincy yelled. “All you do is lie to people! Show me your proof.”

“You want proof? Sure. I’ll grant your wish. The kidney meridian is linked to a point below your navel. By applying some pressure on it, you’ll be able to tell how strong or weak your kidneys are. Give your lower dan tian a light squeeze to stimulate your kidney meridian. It’s a few fingers below your navel. Let’s see if you can even remain standing.”

Upon hearing how knowledgeable Zeke sounded, Weston began to feel skeptical.

He carefully gave his lower dan tian area a squeeze.

Suddenly, his limbs lost all their strength, and his head began to spin, causing him to fall to the ground.

He looked like a limp piece of noodle.

Sh*t! What’s going on?

Weston was terrified.

He also realized how weird his voice sounded now. He couldn’t seem to speak well.

The crowd gazed at Weston in shock. Could that guy be telling the truth? Does he know about TCM too?

Quincy turned red in embarrassment. “He’s just putting on a show. Anyone will end up like this if they touch their lower dan tian.”

Weston eyed one of his subordinates.

Understanding what his boss wanted, the man gave his lower dan tian a squeeze.

Yet, nothing unusual happened, what more to say falling to the ground.

“How... How do you feel?” Weston began to feel anxious.

“My limbs actually feel stronger than before.”

Sh*t!