I Am the Ruler of All

With Jeffred taking no action and only continued to sit indifferently in his seat, the surrounding doctors, as well as the crowd, were on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

"Hurry up and save that man! Will Hill Crest Hospital choose to let that man die?"

"This is murder! Murder, I say! Quick, call the police! Catch that man! That man is a murderer!"

As Alice and Cecilia listened to the surrounding clamor, their faces grew as pale as a sheet. Cecilia—who was trembling slightly at this point—asked, "What should we do now…? Did Kingsley really kill that man…?"

"No! He's not that irresponsible!" replied Alice. Although Alice was secretly panicking herself, she still chose to put her trust in Kingsley. Turning her gaze to Alan beside her, Alice asked with her voice trembling, "Professor Gershwin, since you're the expert here, what do you think is happening to the patient? Why did he start convulsing and vomiting blood?"

"H-His meridians seem to have been severed…" As soon as he said that, he immediately shook his head and denied his own statement. "B-But, that can't be... If so… that man should be dead by now… I'm sure it's just my eyes playing tricks on me… Yeah, that has to be it…"

Just like Alan, Blake was full of doubt as well. Based on his experience, he could clearly see that Kingsley did indeed sever the patient's meridians. However, he couldn't understand the reason for Kingsley's action. To add to that, he couldn't figure out how Joshua could still scream at the top of his lungs even after having his meridians severed. Pinching himself nonstop on his thighs, and as if he was in a meltdown, he muttered, "No, that can't be right. That doesn't make any sense…"

The other white-haired experts present were utterly confused at this point as well as they witnessed the shocking scene unfolding before them. What they had witnessed had them doubt everything that they had studied all their lives.

"Hahahaha… It must be pathetic to be a citizen of a trashy country like Qustia!" Hewlett scoffed loudly, "You can't even guarantee the very basic human right to life! That makes you Qustians no better than slaves! In Mittera, you can even smell the sweet scent of freedom in our air!"

Saying that, Hewlett stood up and shouted to the reporters standing at the back of the crowd, "Come! Get this filthy moment on film! Let the whole world see just how the Empire of Qustia—"

However, it was midway through his sentence that he realized something was not right—he realized Joshua's screams of agony had stopped deafening their ears.

Everyone held their breath instantly. Whether it was the ones who were angry, the ones who were ridiculing others, or the ones who were doubtful, everyone was dumbfounded at what they were witnessing. Even the reporters—who were taking photos of the situation—had stopped what they were doing, and stood there dumbfounded as though their souls had left their bodies.

Feeling unease creeping inside him, Hewlett turned his head slowly to find Joshua—who was wiping the sweat off his own forehead—sitting up while holding onto the surgical bed. One could tell that Joshua was feeling excited based on how much he was trembling.

Kingsley—who was standing beside Joshua—smiled faintly before he said in a gentle manner, "We'll be done after this last needle." With the needle between his two fingers, he flicked it into the acupoints located at Joshua's lumbar spine.

"Buzz—"

Sharp buzzing sounds flooded the room the moment Kingsley inserted that needle, which caused everyone present pain in their ears, as they felt as though the blood inside them were resonating with the sharp buzzing sound.

When the buzzing had died down, the needle came flying out of Joshua's waist. Seeing that, Kingsley immediately caught the needle with his two fingers and kept it back in his ivory box. Thud! With the ivory box snapped close, all nine gold needles were returned to their place.

Following that, the crowd had their pupils shrunk to the size of a pin as they watched in shock over how Joshua moved his leg ever so slowly onto the ground. Each and every one of them held their breath and were afraid to even blink, fixing their eyes on Joshua as they watched what he would do next.