"He didn't even take the Medicine King examination," Long Aotian continued, his tone firm and unyielding. "There was no public assessment, no verification, no transparency whatsoever."
Murmurs spread through the crowd. Some nodded subtly. Others exchanged uncertain glances.
Long Aotian took a step forward, his presence pressing down as he spoke again.
"I have every reason to believe that this process was manipulated," he said coldly. "Perhaps someone was bribed. Perhaps certain individuals abused their authority."
His words grew sharper, each sentence striking like a hammer.
"But regardless of the reason… such corruption should never be allowed to exist within these sacred halls of healing!"
The moment those words fell, the atmosphere shifted. Heavy. Tense. Dangerous.
The Medicine Pavilion was a place revered by all… a sanctuary where lives were saved and principles upheld.
To accuse it of corruption so openly was no small matter.
