The members of the Jinling Zhao Family fell into a panic, swarming around Zhao Chengliang. They pinched his philtrum and pressed his Neiguan Acupoint, fussing over him for a long time before he finally opened his eyes again.
Although he had regained consciousness, Zhao Chengliang's Essence, Qi, and Spirit had hit rock bottom after the successive blows.
Staring at Zhao Yuan, he opened his mouth, but in the end, the countless things he wanted to say were reduced to a single sigh. "I've lost, and I wholeheartedly admit defeat. You're right. I'm far inferior to you. I'm too ashamed to call myself the Jinling Medicine King anymore!"
Supported by his children and grandchildren, Zhao Chengliang struggled to his feet and said to Zhao Dezhu, "I'm tired. Don't bother me with the clan's affairs from now on."
