Chapter 1366

As soon as Andrew spoke, everyone turned to look at him. They could not believe that even at this point in the competition, he still had the nerve to challenge Mosby’s win.

Someone said, “Just give up! Dr. Lake produced a high-grade sixth grade elixir!”

“With that level of mastery, there’s no need for further debate!”

Another chimed in, “Experience still wins–Dr. Bozzelli’s loss was understandable, and Andrew’s defeat was even more justified. After all, he lost to Dr. Lake.”

Countless people had already made peace with the outcome, believing both Thomas and Andrew were rightfully beaten.

Even Derek sighed. “In the end, Andrew still needs time to grow.”

Chantelle shook her head with a hint of regret. “Exactly… The Advanced Medical Institute truly deserves to be the pinnacle of medicine. They’re too strong.”

However, Andrew was starting to feel a little pissed. He was baffled by everyone’s mentality, worshiping Mosby without even inspecting his elixir.

Were they out of their minds?

He stormed forward in a few quick strides and shoved Mosby right off the winner’s spot, shocking everyone.

“Andrew! What the hell are you doing?”

“You’re insane–how dare you show such disrespect to the Grand Physician?”

“Come on, Andrew, be gracious! You can’t seriously be acting like a sore loser now!”

A chorus of angry shouts erupted from the stands, voices full of outrage.

Mosby let out a hearty laugh, playing the bigger man as he waved them down. “Easy, everyone–let me say a word or two!”

Once the audience quieted, he approached Andrew with a smug grin on his face. He said, “Andrew, this is the difference between you and me. It’s like heaven and earth, the North Pole and the South Pole–we’re not even close. I’ll admit, your Golden Cure was a masterpiece.

“But my alchemy? It’s strong enough to dominate all of Gabo Creek, maybe even the entire southern medical scene across Etharia, for 100 years straight. With that kind of power… what do you have to compare?”

His tone was overflowing with arrogance. Surprisingly, many in the crowd nodded to themselves.

Mosby’s words were cocky, sure–but not wrong.

Andrew replied evenly, “Etharia’s south is vast, Dr. Lake. Gabo Creek is just a tiny corner, one single province. The Holtrien region stretches wider than you can imagine, filled with talent and masters beyond count. Even I wouldn’t dare boast that much. Are you sure you haven’t gotten a little full of yourself?”

Mosby burst into laughter, clearly pleased with himself. “With this kind of power under my belt, how could I not be full of myself?”

Preston and Clifford glared furiously at Andrew.

“Andrew, stop this nonsense. The result is clear, give it up already.”

“You’ll always be second place at this summit! The winner’s crown belongs to Dr. Mosby Lake!”

Andrew let out a cold snort. “You two old geezers are in cahoots with Mosby. Don’t you feel embarrassed? Why don’t you open your damn eyes and look at my elixir before making your judgment?”

Clifford stomped his foot in rage. “Fine! Since you’re still so delusional, I’ll make sure you lose fair and square!”

Clifford stormed over with a group to check Andrew’s elixir himself.

Thomas, pale as a sheet, suddenly shouted, “Andrew, it’s over–I already lost! What right do you even have to argue anymore? Who the hell do you think you are, still running your mouth like this? If I couldn’t beat Mosby, what chance do you think you have?”

Andrew scoffed. “Dr. Bozzelli, I honestly don’t get your logic. You couldn’t beat Dr. Lake–that’s your problem. But I’m not you. Did you seriously think I’m just as useless?”

Thomas‘ face twisted in rage. “Fine, fine! You win–you’re amazing, a freaking medical genius!”