Trickle.

Tea filled the teacup as it sloshed about.

Lee Jun-Kyeong silently took the teacup and drank without a word.

“...”

His expression was one mired in bewilderment.

“...”

It was the same for Hua Tuo as well.

The person that he had been looking for pointed toward Lee Jun-Kyeong’s pulse.

‘Internal Qigong?’

Hua Tuo had asked him if he had studied qigong. However, Lee Jun-Kyeong had asked the physician if he had learned mana stream.

Although the method that Hua Tuo had used seemed a little different from his mana stream, there was something similar in the principle that they used.

‘Just how…’

Lee Jun-Kyeong found it interesting and strange that Hua Tuo had even known about the principles behind the mana stream.

“It seems you are flustered,” Hua Tuo said.

“It seems you’re just as flustered as well, Hua Tuo,” Lee Jun-Kyeong replied.

“Please, call me Won-Hwa.”

Apparently, the physician still felt uncomfortable with the title Hua Tuo.

“I still haven’t reached that level of skill yet. That title just feels like a burden.”

“...”

Lee Jun-Kyeong wanted to say something, but he just ended up drinking his tea without any comment.

“How did…”

“How did…”

The two then spoke at the same time, and Won-Hwa motioned for Lee Jun-Kyeong to continue first.

“Have you learned the mana stream?”

“Mana stream? Here, we call it internal qigong.”

“We…?”

What Lee Jun-Kyeong had paid attention...