Thus, with a hint of shock and doubt, Yang Jing'an let the two visitors into the house.

After the three were seated, Ling Qianyi explained the purpose of their visit.

"Director Ling, did I hear that right? You're saying this kid wants to learn hypnosis?"

Yang Jing'an stared intently at Lin Dong and asked disdainfully.

“Yes, it doesn’t need to be too complicated. You can just show it to him in person once,” Ling Qianyi said.

"If I show him once, he'll learn it?" Yang Jing'an's disdainful tone became even stronger.

“Master Yang, that is exactly what I meant,” Lin Dong said calmly, showing no sign of shame.

Yang Jing'an was immediately amused, though he couldn't understand where this guy got his confidence from.

Just because he has a little bit of spiritual power, he thinks he can easily grasp the true meaning of top-level hypnosis.

You're overthinking it!

Back then, Yang Jing'an's grandfather was a top hypnotist.

Growing up surrounded by his family, Yang Jing'an displayed his talent for mental strength from a young age.

At the age of 8, by secretly learning a little bit of his grandfather's skills, he actually tried to hypnotize the teacher in a Chinese class and let him leave get out of class early.

At the last moment, he actually succeeded.

And so, his reputation as a hypnotic prodigy spread like wildfire.

At the age of 15, with the help of his grandfather, Yang Jing'an went to the United States to study under the world-renowned hypnotist Dee Delton.

At 25, having completed his studies, he traveled the world, constantly challenging hypnotists in various countries.

At 38, with his outstanding achievements and strength, he finally ascended to the throne of Asia's number one hypnotist...

Along the way, Yang Jing'an has come to know the vastness and profundity of the field of hypnosis.

To become a top hypnotist, talent alone is not enough.

This arrogant young man in front of him dared to speak so presumptuously, claiming that he could learn it after just one experience.

Yang Jing'an's face was extremely ugly.

Throughout his life, he hated nothing more than those who were ignorant and incompetent, and those who sought fame and fortune.

If it weren't for Ling Qianyi's sake, he would have gotten up to see the guest out long ago...

"I, Yang Jing'an, started learning hypnosis at the age of 8, became the best in China at the age of 15, and gained international fame after the age of 25... I consider myself a genius in this field."

Seeing Lin Dong's eager expression, Yang Jing'an's contempt deepened, and he said, word by word:

"Even so, it took me more than ten years of hard work to master it."

"What gives you your confidence, a young man who has never even touched hypnosis?"

Ling Qianyi, sitting on the sofa, sensed the awkward atmosphere and quickly tried to smooth things over:

“Old Yang, that’s not what Lin Dong meant. He just wants to see for himself what top-level hypnosis is.”

Yang Jing'an snorted coldly and said, "I think that's what young friend Lin means, isn't it?"

“You’re right. I came here specifically to experience top-level hypnosis. Master Yang, please feel free to use it on me.” Lin Dong said calmly.

"Arrogant! If I make a move, you will be humiliated on the spot!" Yang Jing'an's anger intensified.

"Master Yang, do you believe it or not? There is a kind of genius in this world who can do the work of 20 years in just 10 minutes?"

Faced with Yang Jing'an's contempt and anger, Lin Dong remained calm and composed.

"What did you say? Learn top-level hypnosis in 10 minutes?"

Yang Jing'an could no longer contain his emotions and jumped up from his seat.

“That’s right. As long as you dare to use it on me once, Master Yang, 10 minutes will be enough.”

"Lin Dong, do you know what you're saying? This...this is utterly delusional!"

"If you don't believe me, Master Yang might as well give it a try."

......

Hearing Lin Dong's bold words, Yang Jing'an was unsettled.

As a highly experienced and top-level hypnotherapist, he certainly wouldn't believe that someone could master the essence of this technique in just 10 minutes of hypnosis.

But looking at Lin Dong's confident demeanor, it didn't seem like he was just bragging.

Helpless, he forcibly suppressed his arrogance and anger, and looked at Ling Qianyi:

"Director Ling, who is this person you brought with you?"

"Amazing! Old Yang, if you don't believe me, you can try it right now," Ling Qianyi said with a grin.

"Alright, for your sake, Old Ling, I'll go all out today and go crazy with you guys."

As Yang Jing'an spoke, he approached Lin Dong and stopped just a meter away from him:

"I'll only last 10 minutes. If you can break free from the hypnotic state within 10 minutes, I'll admit defeat!"

Lin Dong sat upright on the sofa, tilting his head slightly to stare into Yang Jing'an's eyes.

For some unknown reason, he suddenly felt an inexplicable force drawing his thoughts and attention.

Soon, a hint of confusion flashed across Lin Dong's eyes.

The next moment, all external sounds and images disappeared.

He was hooked into a white room by a hook that looked like a fishing hook.

The white room was empty except for an oil painting, the figures in which gradually came into view.

Lin Dong walked closer and took a closer look; he realized that the drawing was of himself.

At this moment, Lin Dong in the oil painting gave a strange smile, stretched out a hand, and grabbed the fishing line with a hook.

Lin Dong, standing outside the painting, followed the fishing line in a daze and stepped into the painting...

The vibrant world of oil paintings, like a vast and boundless wilderness, unfolded vividly before his eyes.

The fields are dotted with flocks of sheep, grazing horses, lush green meadows, and vibrant wildflowers...

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