The young man with brows like old years nodded.
The old gentleman in the long silk robe registered everything leisurely then cheerfully let the medicine be taken away!
Only after the young man's figure disappeared did the elder in the pharmacy stroke his long beard, his eyes sharp, gazing at the empty doorway, murmuring: "Could it be that Xiao Pei taught Xiao Chen a new martial arts technique again?"
It's normal for martial artists to bump and bruise themselves.
Soon, he put the matter out of his mind.
On the other side, in the outskirts of Bronze City.
A ruined temple hid halfway up the hill, surrounded by lush green trees, with cawing of crows passing overhead.
The sun was fierce, yet it gave a sinister and terrifying feel.
Inside the ruined temple.
The legs of the table were all broken, tilted and askew, messily placed inside the temple, with spider webs, the occasional moth or insects in the corners.
