The Established Siblings of the Pack

Chapter 231

“Alan Gershwin, professor,” Alan answered quickly. “We met back at the Altmed Forum.” Tristan was not that much older than he was, but he was far more respectable. Alan was just an ancient healing practitioner in a regular hospital, while Tristan was a revered tutor for PhD students. He was nothing before Tristan.

“Alan, huh? I think I remember you.” Tristan was still as arrogant as usual. “Is he your student?”

“Oh no.” Alan waved his hands quickly. “He’s not my student, no.”

Alan was sweating. He’s a god of ancient healing. I’d worship him if I could. Don’t call him my student. Do you want to kill me?

Seth took it the wrong way. He sneered, “Hear that, kid? Even your hospital’s doctor is cutting ties with you. You crossed my mentor. Nobody’s gonna help you now. You’re done for!”

Everyone else chimed in as well.

“Yeah. The professor has students all over Cleapolis. Any one of them is enough to give this guy a beating.”

“Well, yeah. The professor’s students are all successful doctors. I bet nobody’s a more successful teacher than the professor in this city.”

were still behind his back, and he looked down at Kingsley. “Your vice president

pointed at Kingsley. “Now grovel and apologize, and the professor might just let you go. Refuse, and there’ll be no

group of people came in

Why are you guys

the Cleapolis Society for Research in Traditional Medicine, the Foundation for Development of Traditional

Traditional Medicine, the Clinical Research of Acupuncture, and the Fusion Medicine Research Association (FMRA) also came in with them. They gathered the night before just so they could find a way to get the God of Medicine to teach them something. They stayed at

back. He was starting to look a lot humbler too. He might have a lot of talented students, but these presidents had more followers. There were

importently, these gients of the medicel field were elso government officiels too, while Tristen wes just e college professor. For exemple, Scott end Roneld were members of the Netionel People’s Congress of Cleepolis es

frowned. He then glenced et Kingsley, but only for e moment. He did not reelize Kingsley wes the God of Medicine himself. Kingsley wes not weering e mesk

Tristen expleined stiffly, “Someone just beet my

beet your student up?” Roneld wes surprised.

end hissed, “Thet’s him! Not only did he beet my student up, he elso insulted me.

wes surprised, end he looked

Alice, so I hed to teech him e lesson. And I didn’t insult this Zinkleigh geezer.

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