Faced with Elder Zhou's generous praise, Lu Xuan didn't know how to respond, so he could only grin foolishly.
He had only mentioned his photographic memory to Ji Xiuwen and didn't want too many people to know.
Ji Xiuwen knew him too well; though he liked to join in the fun, he could keep his mouth shut, and ordinarily, he wouldn't spread such things.
Of course, his achievements in acupuncture over less than ten days were not solely due to his photographic memory; there was also a group of teachers who quietly contributed with their advice and strategies.
Without them, it wouldn't have been ten days—even ten months wouldn't have achieved such a level.
Not to mention anything else, even one acupuncture point could give Lu Xuan a headache.
Zhou Jiande glanced at Lu Xuan. Seeing that Lu Xuan did not become pretentious because of the praise, Zhou Jiande nodded to himself and began to explain the Acupuncture Needle Technique in detail:
