At this moment, the image that Feng Yin projected was that of a youth verging on middle-age, with a hint of greying at the temples.
As they both took their seats, Jiang Changhai sat rigidly upright, his body stiff and rigid.
Even the muscles of his face seemed rigid, maintaining the semblance of a flattering smile.
He even felt a cramp in his fingers...
Finally, he got to see the divine physician.
Feng Yin laughed and said, "Due to my limited strength, for safety reasons, I dare not reveal my true identity. I ask for Elder Jiang's forgiveness."
"That's only to be expected, expected indeed."
Jiang Changhai hurriedly replied.
The favorability in his heart surged. The divine physician was just like he imagined, both mysterious and amiable, possessing a far greater charisma than ordinary people...
In addition, as the divine physician entered the secret chamber, a powerful aura followed him, like a shadow following a body.
