Concealment

It was dawn.

Elder Han and Lu Zhisen came to the secluded valley and saw Doctor Fang who was dressed in white robes.

"How are you feeling, Elder Han?"

Fang Yuan asked gently, his actions were calm like the spring breeze; no one could associate him with the murderer and arsonist in the Spirit Returning Sect the night before.

"Fortunate to have been healed by Doctor Fang, I am recovering well!"

Elder Han smiled, and the precautionary attitude he had before was gone.

Fang Yuan had other thoughts of his own. If Elder Han knew that he was the one behind all that happened in the Spirit Returning Sect the night before, he wasn't sure if he would be as calm as he was right now.

Of course, he did not know what happened and had to act like it.