"Oh, little guy, we meet again, eh?"
"It's Elder Yang!"
Ling Xiao had absolutely not expected to run into the old man who had been guarding the Sealing Gods Record at the Pharmacy Hall, and of course, his dog as well.
The dog still lay lazily on the table, sleeping. It only glanced at Ling Xiao's arrival before disregarding him altogether.
"Hahaha, we really are fated to meet."
Elder Yang laughed heartily.
Ling Xiao hurriedly said, "Elder, I beg of you, please help look at Senior Brother Wu's condition."
"Heh heh, ordinary people indeed cannot trouble this old man, but since you came, I will personally diagnose him."
What Elder Yang was saying was definitely not a boast; he was the Hall Master of the Pharmacy Hall. Usually, when injured patients were brought in, even if they were Inner Sect Disciples, he would leave them to the pharmacologists under him to handle and he rarely intervened.
Even the higher-ups of the Moon Hua Sect could not easily request his aid.
