Charlie cut Master Vail off and asked him, “Hold on… What exactly was the competition about?”

Master Vail spoke with arrogance in his voice, “We compared pulses.

In the first round, we had to determine the age of the patient.

In the second round, we had to determine who could be the most accurate.”

Charlie interrupted him before he could continue, “That’s enough about the second round.

I’m more interested in the first.

How did you come up with the rules for guessing someone’s age by their pulse?”

Master Vail’s voice turned cold, “The rules were simple.

We both took the patient’s pulse, then wrote down what we believed to be their date of birth.

After that, the patient showed us their ID card to see who came closest to their actual date of birth.

It was that simple.”

Charlie nodded in understanding, “Okay.

What were the results of yesterday’s competition?”

Master Vail spoke loudly and confidently, “Yesterday, I determined that the woman was born on August 8th, 1966.

Dr. Simmons guessed that she was born on March 3rd, 1967.

The date of birth on the woman’s ID card was August 15th, 1966.

only off by

“Are you

can guess someone’s birthday

“You

a master

extended his arm towards Master Vail and said to

Guess my birthday.

off by more than seven days, I’ll slap you in the

to slap him was too much

to tear Charlie into pieces for

all his years, he had never experienced

Vail knew he had important matters

couldn’t let his anger get the best of him, not when he still had to go to the police

act on his hatred, he knew

and boiling body, “What’s the matter? Can’t handle giving me a simple pulse? You’re just an old bastard who

initially suspected that Master Vail had set a trap for Dr. Simmons, but now that he had seen the old man display his eight-star warrior prowess, his suspicions had

eight-star martial artist would devote most of their time

a top traditional doctor, even if

and it only fueled his suspicions

who could perfect a certain musical instrument or painting, and athletes who could train tirelessly to

heard of a Nobel Prize winner who was also a world-class pianist

Human energy was finite.

eight-star martial artist meant he didn’t have the time or energy

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