A Slave

"I'm sorry. I have no intention to join any forces!"

When Wang Xian declared his stand indifferently on his chair, the old and young men froze immediately.

The old man was slightly embarrassed when he saw Wang Xian sipping his tea in a relaxed and casual manner. Wang Xian was looking calm as he dismissed them as someone unimportant.

Wang Xian did not take Sacred Sects seriously at all!

"Miracle Doctor Wang, the Flame Palace was promoted to a Sacred Sect. If you can join us, you'll be one of our members, and we'll protect you!"

The old man continued making his point to Wang Xian with a sunken expression.

"I'm sorry!" Wang Xian sat up and put his tea aside. He looked at the old man and repeated himself again, "I don't have the intention to join any forces, and I may not be practicing medicine anymore!"