Medical Hall is Open

Wang Xian ignored that fellow. He was even more annoyed with the middle-aged man.

If both of them came with a good attitude, he would not have any comments.

But all they did was stare hard at him, and judge him from head to toe without any courtesy.

People would have thought that this middle-aged man was a pervert.

Wang Xian usually ignored such people. I don't care who you are.

Who cares!

The faint smile froze on the face of the middle-aged man. He darkened his expression and glared coldly at Wang Xian.

"Master, this fellow is too arrogant. Last time, he even commented that the Sacred Followers Guild is trash. Too haughty. We ought to teach him a lesson!"

The juvenile by his side stared at Wang Xian as he spoke viciously.

He bored grudges ever since what happened last time. He told his Master about this since he was here.