The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 6 He’s Been Cursed

“The old man hasn’t woken up because he’s been cursed by the Tame Head. The creature inside his body needs to be dealt with, or the problem can’t be fully resolved,” Daniel explained, which drew nothing more than scorn from Christopher. “What nonsense? Cursed by the Tame Head? Why don’t you say he’s possessed by demons? I thought you were a healer.

Turns out you’re just a charlatan? Is there even such a thing as Tame Head in this world?”

“Just because you haven’t seen it doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. Tame Head is a type of dark Eastern magic, using creatures like centipedes to curse and bless people.”

“Ignorant? Michael used the most advanced equipment for an exhaustive checkup of Mr. Joseph’s body. If there were bugs inside, wouldn’t he have found them? You should pick someone else to trick. Your act might fool villagers in the countryside, but do you think Ma’am Jessica is one of them?” Provoked by Christopher’s comments, Michael, being cautious himself, asked, “You say Mr. Joseph has bugs inside him, what kind of bugs? Where exactly?”

checked the chest CT but found no anomalies. “Look closely. This is an X-ray of Mr. Joseph taken by our hospital’s brand new, world-class CT machine. Not even the tiniest ant could escape its detection,

wisdom, passed down for thousands of years. Your CT machine, no matter how advanced, has only been around for how many years? It might inevitably fail to capture

an opportunity. He decided to set a trap for Daniel, “You claim Mr. Joseph has a large centipede in his chest? Prove it! If you can produce it, I’ll eat it in one bite. But if you fail, you’re a swindler! Even

was saved by Daniel, not Master

Yet the chest CT Michael provided shows nothing. This is enough to prove that this fool is a cunning fraud! He just stuck a few needles arbitrarily and

Nine Dry Needling that revived him!” added Christopher, backing Andrew up. Daniel opened his plastic bag and pulled out a clay jar containing various dried insects. Upon opening the

as a thumb. With swift reflexes, Daniel grabbed

water bottle from the trash and dropped the giant centipede inside, screwing the cap back on tightly before placing it in the plastic bag. “You’re pretty skilled at this. I guess your plastic bag is your garbage collecting equipment, right? From now on, all of

his eyes. His body might have taken a trip to hell and back, but his mind never wavered. He was well

who saved me, is he the