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“Hmm, go lie down over there on the couch, I’ll give you a few needles.”

“Yes, Mr. Jensen.”

The formerly arrogant Theo Carter, who now seemed like a completely different person, obediently and meekly, immediately got up and walked over upon hearing Greg Jensen’s words.

“Mr. Jensen, should I lie on my front or back?”

“Take off your shirt and lie on your back.”

“Okay.”

Theo Carter obediently took off his shirt and lay down on the soft couch.

Adrian Wright hesitated, “Brother Jensen, should we step outside?”

“No need, it’ll be quick.”

Greg Jensen, without turning his head, uttered, then took out the silver needles and began to unblock Theo Carter’s bloodlines.

Within Theo Carter’s arm, the True Qi he had left there was still present, precisely blocking that part of the meridian, causing the arm to be uncontrollable.

Soon, after five silver needles were inserted into specific acupoints, Theo Carter felt a warm current flowing from his shoulder to his fingertips.

The next second, his previously immobile arm suddenly felt a tingling itch.

Theo Carter was startled and exclaimed, “The poison… it’s acting up again!”

“Shut up, that’s the normal reaction of regaining sensation suddenly.”

“Yes, Mr. Jensen.”

Theo Carter quickly closed his mouth, watching Greg Jensen with a face full of fear.

After a good while, Greg Jensen put away all the silver needles and slowly stood up, saying, “There, for the next couple of days the movement might still be a bit stiff, but you’ll adjust after two days.”

Theo Carter tentatively moved his arm, finding indeed he could move it, and was so moved that he teared up, kneeling on the ground and firmly knocked his head on the floor three times in front of Greg Jensen.

“Mr. Jensen, please take me as your disciple?”

“What?”

Everyone present was stunned, confused about what Theo Carter was up to this time.

Greg Jensen frowned and said, “I don’t take disciples.”

“No, if you don’t take me, I won’t get up from here.”

“Then stay kneeling.”

Greg Jensen snorted coldly, then walked over to sit by the tea table. He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, “Mr. Carter Senior, your son really needs discipline.”

At this moment, others also came to their senses, disdainfully glancing at Theo Carter, all sitting back down by the tea table.

Wallace Carter said awkwardly, “My apologies, he was spoiled since childhood; I’ll discipline him properly when we get back.”

After speaking, he turned coldly to his son and snapped, “You useless thing, get up now.”

“Dad, I…”

“Up!”

Theo Carter was still somewhat reluctant, but seeing his father’s anger, he had no choice but to stand up and silently looked at Greg Jensen.

Wallace Carter glared at him, then took out a prepared bank card from his bag, and placed it gently in front of Greg Jensen with a smile, saying,

“Mr. Jensen, there’s five hundred thousand on here, just a small token of respect, please accept it.”

Greg Jensen glanced at the bank card, shook his head, and said, “This was originally caused by me; I won’t accept it, take it back.”

“This… alright then, maybe I can invite you for a meal some time.”

“Hmm, we’ll see when the time comes.”

Seeing this, Wallace Carter had no alternative but to get up, smiling, “In that case, we’ll take our leave, Mr. Jensen. If you have any instructions later on, just give me a call.”

“Take care, no need to see you out!”

Greg Jensen didn’t even lift his head as he replied.

Wallace Carter laughed, nodded to Adrian Wright and Spencer Burley, and led Theo Carter out.

“Idiot, who asked you to kneel to Mr. Jensen?”

“I…I just wanted to show my sincerity, didn’t I?”

Wallace Carter couldn’t help but laugh in anger at his stupid son, and angrily said, “Do you not have a brain? The last time, knowing Vince Cooper didn’t like you, you knelt down in public to confess your feelings, forcing her to be your girlfriend.

And this time you kneeled in public to Mr. Jensen again, forcing him to take you as his disciple? Tell me, who taught you to do such a thing!”

“Isn’t that how it’s done in the movies?”

“Do you not realize this is moral coercion?”

Theo Carter froze, his eyes widened as he thought hard, but still couldn’t understand.

Wallace Carter’s face turned white with anger; he pressed hard on his son’s head and continued, “In the future, when you’re thinking about things, try to put yourself in the other person’s shoes, considering their perspective.

Don’t be such an idiot, always acting on your own thoughts, foolishly doing stupid things!

If you keep this up, people will think I threw away my son and raised an embryo instead, got it?”

“Dad, I got it.”

Theo Carter, scolded into submission, hung his head in slight dejection.

Wallace Carter looked at his son and asked, “Why do you want Mr. Jensen to take you as his disciple?”

Hearing his father’s question, Theo Carter suddenly perked up, excitedly saying, “Mr. Jensen is skilled in martial arts, and he knows many magical skills.

If I can become his apprentice, I’ll certainly soar to great heights.”

“You’re not too dumb.”

Wallace Carter nodded with some satisfaction, “But do you think Adrian Wright and Spencer Burley haven’t thought of this? Tell me, why aren’t they seeking to become his disciples?”

“Why?” Theo Carter was utterly clueless.

Wallace Carter sighed, feeling somewhat exhausted, and continued, “Because they know that they’re not cut out for it, rather than using up all their goodwill to become disciples, it’s better to be friends.

Greg Jensen is clearly sentimental, and becoming his friend, wouldn’t their future achievements be just as great?”

Theo Carter suddenly realized and said, “Ah, I understand now, I’ll go hang out with Mr. Jensen tomorrow.”

Smack!

Wallace Carter slapped his son on the head, angered, “You really are an idiot, Jensen doesn’t even spare you a glance, how would he be friends with you?”

“Dad, then what should I do?”

“Idiot, if it’s not gonna work with Greg Jensen, then why not seek out Spencer Burley?”

Wallace Carter angrily said, “Our Carter family might have had a not-so-glorious start, but our status is there, as long as you’re sincere, would Spencer Burley and Adrian Wright turn you away?”

“I understand now.”

“Use your brain more!”

…

After the Carters left, the tea room was left with only Greg Jensen and the three others; the atmosphere immediately livened up.

“Strong bro, what exactly did you do when you went to the Carters’ house that night?”

“Yeah, why would Wallace Carter bow his head to you?”

Seeing the two people’s faces filled with curiosity, Greg Jensen smiled and said, “I didn’t do much, just went over to their place, sat for a while, said a couple of words.”

“That’s it?”

“Yeah, that’s it.”

Adrian Wright and Spencer Burley clearly didn’t believe it, but looking at Greg Jensen’s expression, it didn’t seem like he was lying.

They were still somewhat puzzled, but since Greg Jensen didn’t elaborate, they weren’t keen on asking further.

Of course, if they knew that Greg Jensen’s claim of “sat for a while” and “said a couple of words” was indeed no more than that, they probably would have jumped up in shock the next second.