Su Han said he could heal, and the old instructor along with Hai Long, both eased their minds. They had experienced too many trials and tribulations and were long since accustomed to remaining calm in the face of change, even if Su Han had said he couldn't heal, their expressions probably wouldn't have changed much.
"The disciple of the old Taoist is truly extraordinary," Hai Long said with clasped hands and a smile, "Young brother, I'll have to trouble you then."
To Hai Long, the old Taoist was a well-known figure, a true powerhouse, and one of the top names in the Martial Arts circle, a Martial Arts expert worthy of his admiration!
Although Su Han looked young, his medical expertise was as profound as that of the old Taoist, which was truly astonishing.
"Senior, you speak too modestly. You have nurtured so many juniors, and it's you who I admire the most. It's my honor to be able to help you with your injury," Su Han said with a smile, without a hint of arrogance.
