NovelEnglishChapter 2218 Argument
On their master's orders, Rose and Arianell took part in the competition together with a recommendation letter
from the Damron Family.
At first, they were supposed to split up into two teams with the others. Fabien, Glenn, and Felix would make a
team, while they and Gregg would make another. However, somebody had to call the shots at Virtuoso
Pharmaceuticals. Naturally, Gregg was left behind as a result, leaving the two of them to team up with someone
assigned by lot.
However, they never expected to have Roland, of all people, as their teammate. Moreover, they had been
angered by Matthew earlier. Now that Roland mocked them like that, their tempers rose even higher. "Who are
you calling ass-kissers, you monkey from srural mountain?!"
The two ladies were both stunners, for sure, but Roland hated being called a monkey the most, so he was
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtinstantly offended by their provocation. Feeling a surge of anger, he stuck out his chest and threatened with a
smug expression, "Yeah, I'm calling you two ass-kissers, so what? Calla monkey again if you dare, and
believe it or not, the Shrewsdon Valley Sect will cut off the supply of medicinal herbs to your place!"
The two ladies answered back, "Who cares? Con, go ahead and try it!" They weren't the slightest bit
intimidated by Roland's threats. For one thing, he knew full well which forces they belonged to; and for another
thing, the Isle of Snakes itself was abundant in medicinal herbs. Furthermore, the isle was on international
waters and thus could directly import whatever and however much medicinal herb they wanted from other
countries, which was why they weren't scared of the Shrewsdon Valley Sect at all.
Roland's face screwed up with annoyance at their reply. My tried-and-true trump card has actually failed? No, |
can't lose face in front of them! At the thought of this, he immediately retorted shamelessly, "Fine, I'm gonna
leave you alone. The lots have been drawn, anyway, so our team is set in stone. You two may compete however
you want, but I'm gonna skip the Pills Refining contest." In the Pills Refining Contest, the failure of a single team
member to qualify would cause the entire team to be eliminated.
Rose and Arianell were also pigheaded, though. Even in the face of such threats, they continued squabbling with
him. "As if we cared! Go ahead and skip it if you want to."
Huh? Roland didn't think they would be so stubborn. Am I shooting myself in the foot?
In reality, the primary purpose of him and other disciples of the hidden sect participating in the Holy Doctor
Competition was to learn from and interact with other medical geniuses of the sage in order to improve
their medical skills while broadening their experience at the stime. Hence, winning first place in the
competition didn't really matter to them. That being said, it didn't mean that he didn't mind getting knocked out
of the competition in the first round. If his grandfather were to learn about this, he would probably break his legs,
and he would also get laughed at by his fellows at the sect when he returned.
The sthing went for Rose and Arianell. They did get momentary pleasure from shooting their mouths off, but
how were they going to explain themselves to their master if they really were to get eliminated in the first round
of the competition? Recalling those disturbing punishments, they couldn't help but start trembling all over.
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Just when they were regretting it in silence, the assistant judge, who had been looking on the whole time,
cleared his throat. "Are the three of you gonna take part or not? The competition will officially begin very soon.
Just hurry and sign up for registration if you want to; if not, then I'll put it on record and report on this."
Urged by the assistant judge, the three of them panicked at once. "Yes, of course!" they replied in chorus, only to
look at each other in dismay. Then, Roland looked away in disdain, saying, "Humph! I'm not gonna argue with
women like you."
Rose and Arianell retorted defiantly, "Tsk, we're not gonna talk to a monkey."
After easing slightly at first, the atmosphere was full of gunpowder again. Still, despite their reluctance, they had
to take part in the competition nonetheless. At the assistant judge's urging, they had no choice but to cto
the registration area.
After putting down their team's information, they had to draw lots to determine their turn in the Practical Clinical
Treatment of Stubborn Ailments contest. However, the three of them got into an argument again over who would
take part in the draw.
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