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Rachel stole my acupuncture techniques and manuscripts, and she admitted it herself with irrefutable evidence. Her fellow TCM practitioners looked at her with contempt and disgust, but Rachel had been cornered, and her reputation was no longer important to her. I casually flipped through a few pages of the manuscript, and before the richest man died, I stepped forward with the silver needle in my hand.

I originally wanted to let the richest man die, and let Rachel and Raymond Davis suffer the consequences of their own actions. But now my master and Lucas have become my enemies, and I think it would be too easy for them not to let them experience the pain I suffered.

I began to use the second half of the Fengyou needle to treat the richest man. When the last needle was about to fall, the richest man suddenly tilted his head, spread his hands, and fell down completely.