Zhang Xiaohu didn't shy away and whispered, "My master is a direct disciple of the Piaomiao Sect. I'm sure there are many spies on Shixin Peak watching him closely. It's not that I don't have confidence in my abilities right now, but even if I did, if my master were to disappear from his courtyard for a few days or show any noticeable changes in his injuries, wouldn't that alert the spies from Yixiang Peak?"
"Well, you're not wrong. Even I was closely watched until a few years ago. If your master had any movement, people would know right away. But if you're confident, aren't you going to treat your master?"
Zhang Xiaohu forced a smile: "Uncle He, isn't it because I want to heal you all that I've been trying to find a way? If I can heal you, of course I'll do it. But, without knowing the effects it'll have, everything is just empty talk."
"Alright, who am I to be taken seriously when my injuries are the worst?" He Tianshu nodded and said, "Of course I will agree with you."
