"Continue."
"Bo... Boss, they seem to be holding on barely. Why don't you help them?"
"What does that have to do with us? You over there, yeah, I'm talking to you. You used my potion and are just watching? These patients stitched up, can you move them and take care of them yourselves, or do you need us to do it for you? We're doctors, not your parents!"
Legendary looked at the thirty people led by the nobility, with an incredibly dissatisfied tone, as if they owed him money.
The thirty people, because of the potion, were still somewhat weak but had no issues moving freely, especially the Transcendents.
"What did you just say? Do you know who you're speaking to?"
A knight-like Silver Transcendent said in a deep voice, exuding an intimidating aura.
"Who?" Legendary was indifferent: "If you think this ailment is just a one-time thing, you can rest over there."
