He said this while stroking his long beard, exuding supreme arrogance.
King Jin heaved a sigh of relief, "I knew Dusty Yang could save me. Please treat me quickly. I'll procure whatever Potion you need immediately, just please help me rid myself of this pain!"
As he spoke, he appeared to be in great agony.
Before, he had put on such a brash front, acting like he wasn't in pain, but it was all a facade.
Now hearing Dusty Yang say he could treat the condition, he was like a child who didn't cry when he fell but suddenly sees his parents.
Dusty Yang shook his head, "Before coming here, you sent me some photographs. After looking at them, I roughly understood your condition and had already found enough medicine to treat you. Now, we can start working."
"You go back and sit on the stool, with your back facing me."
King Jin did not hesitate to do as instructed.
