Behind the middle-aged man, a beautiful woman in white was chasing him with a rolling pin, relentlessly striking his head with it while cursing, "Still saying there's nothing, I'll beat you to death, run, I want to see where you can run to, old lady!"
Lu Mengyao, Lin Ziyan, and several other beauties all widened their eyes at the scene before them.
No matter how you looked at it, it was like a shrew chasing and beating her husband.
Before coming here, Lin Ziyan was thinking that since Liu Mang's medical skills were so good, and his master was hiding in this small mountain village, he must be that kind of hermit with an impressive aura of immortality.
The middle-aged man not far in front of them didn't look like he had that aura of immortality at all.
Could he be Liu Mang's master, Lan Qingyuan?
