I Am the Ruler of All

Everyone stared at Mateo as though he was Frankenstein's monster, with their unblinking eyes wide open in utter shock.

At this moment, everyone present was in a state of absolute shock.

They couldn't believe their eyes. Mateo is awake! Unbelievable! Kingsley really cured a person in a coma on the spot with just a few silver needles!

Under the shocked stares of everyone, Mateo slowly sat up with his head swaying and groaned, "Ah—what happened just now—where is this place—"

Before he could proceed, the pain in his head made him let out a hiss.

Seeing this scene, everyone took a deep breath.

They were shocked to the point that their soul had left their body.

To them, such a scene was like being in an ancient tomb and seeing the corpse in the coffin suddenly sit up! Thrilling yet surreal!

Kingsley stepped forward and tapped his right hand on the top of Mateo's skull.

In an instant, a total of six silver needles were flung out of the acupuncture points on Mateo's body.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

With lightning speed, Kingsley retrieved the silver needle from the air and threw it back into the box.

After doing all this, he put his hands behind his back again and quietly watched Mateo gradually regain his sanity.

"Ugh—wait, I seem to remember something—" Mateo slowly got up from the ground and muttered, "Oh, that's right! I'm attending the Medical Forum."

At once, he abruptly looked at Liam. "Mr. Clayton! I suddenly lost consciousness just now! What happened?"

Although Mateo had regained consciousness, everyone else was stupefied.

They stared blankly at Mateo, almost thinking they were experiencing mass hallucinations.

They fixed their focused gazes on Mateo as they thought, It's shocking enough to witness a person in a vegetative state regain consciousness. But look at Mateo! Not only does he regain his consciousness, but he can even stand up straight now! This is f*cking preposterous!

In the meantime, Liam's pupils were dilated and had gotten as wide as a tenth-magnitude earthquake. He kept shaking his head and muttered, "No, it's impossible! It's impossible!

"Mr. Clayton, what's impossible?" Mateo looked confused. "What's really going on? Why is everyone looking stupefied?"

As he spoke, he saw Kingsley standing beside him at a glance. Instantly, he widened his eyes and snarled, "Kid, I remember you! You haven't competed with me yet!"

When everyone heard his words, a strange look appeared on their face.

Is Mateo stupid? Did he even know that he barely escaped death? He actually still wants to challenge Kingsley? Does he have a death wish?

Meanwhile, Scott and the others had an even more fascinating expression on their faces.

Those few old men who doubted Kingsley's capability a while ago were feeling extremely regretful now. Each wished they could turn back time to ten minutes ago and slap themselves before they spoke those disdainful words.

As for Liam, his gaze shook when he heard Mateo trying to challenge Kingsley. Thus, he said to Mateo, "Come back. Don't provoke him first."

Right now, he couldn't figure out Kingsley's capability.

Sure enough, he didn't want to admit that Kingsley really cured a person in a vegetative state. Nonetheless, the scene before him gave him no choice but to accept reality.

At that moment, his inner dilemma and shock almost made him schizophrenic.

I don't understand! How could the traditional medicine I scoffed at create such an incredible miracle?

"Mr. Clayton, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing the change in Liam's facial expression, Mateo felt strange. Thus, he asked, "Mr. Clayton, why don't you let me provoke him? Did he do something just now?"

"He sent you into a vegetative state just now," Liam said in a low voice, "and then cured you again."