A slap hit my face, it was burning and painful.
"Trash! The third generation of my Ling family has practiced medicine, how come you are such a thing? You can't even memorize the "Hundred Herbs Classic", how dare you say that you are a descendant of the Medical Immortal?"
I covered the left side of my face, my ears were ringing, and the old man with a white beard in front of me - Ling Boyuan, the eldest elder of the Ling family, was blowing his beard and pointing at my nose and scolding me. There were a circle of Ling family members standing around. Some lowered their heads and snickered, some looked sarcastic, but no one spoke for me.
My mind was exploding.
It wasn't because of the slap - it was because of the sudden flood of memories that flooded into my mind at that moment.
In my previous life, I was the UP host of a certain platform's complaints section, with three million fans. I could talk about everything from games to food, society, and life with just one mouth. The day before my account was banned, I was still scolding an unscrupulous businessman in front of 30,000 people in the live broadcast room. Then I traveled through time.
