Of course, this kind of person wasn't just one.
In no time, another one from the queue was being pulled out.
"Feng Muli! Your injury is also not an original wound, the divine doctor can't treat your illness. Please seek another good doctor and don't waste time here."
Feng Muli looked puzzled, "I didn't curse though..."
"Last night, at a certain restaurant, you were cursing at someone, someone else, and yet another someone... Have you forgotten that so soon? Or perhaps, you should seek a doctor to check your memory..."
"Damn, Crippled Coward actually betrayed me!"
Feng Muli cursed vehemently.
Suddenly, a cripple wriggled out from the crowd, "Stop talking nonsense! Last night I was cursing at you all night, we were together today, when did I have time to betray you? I admit my memory isn't good, I only remembered you cursing, but I really can't recall it clearly!"
Feng Muli said angrily, "Then who was it?"
