Hermit

In the medical room of the Cape family, a man stood in front of the bed. His palm emitted a faint glow as he pressed it above the wound on Buzz's abdomen.

Buzz's wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Not only was it a physical wound, but even the wound on the Guardian armor rapidly healed. Soon, the wound completely vanished.

"Your Excellency, I'm incompetent. I'm sorry to trouble you to personally treat me." Buzz stood up and bowed.

The man retracted his palm and said indifferently, "It's not your fault. Ming Xiu's sword art has indeed reached an extremely high level. Among Mythical creatures, there aren't many who can withstand a single strike from him. This matter ends here. What happens in the future has nothing to do with you or the Cape family. Just do your job well."

"Your Excellency… Are you going to do it yourself?" Buzz's body trembled as he hurriedly asked.