"Hehe, so you're from the Bing Family, one of the ancient lines. How disrespectful of me!"
Although he said this, there was not the slightest hint of respect in the old man's tone or demeanor.
Then there was a long silence.
Yue Qinghuan finally couldn't help it and asked first, "May I ask when the Divine Doctor will be coming out?"
"It's uncertain. He might come out the next second, or perhaps a month later!"
"What? Are you getting anxious?"
Yue Qinghuan lowered her head, "My brother's condition is critical, so I'm naturally a bit anxious!"
"Hehe!" But the old man just chuckled and said nothing.
For a moment, the situation was at a stalemate.
Xue An sat cross-legged on the chair, calm as ever, while the old man opposite him closed his eyes and started to doze off peacefully.
Only Yue Qinghuan was anxious, scratching her head in frustration.
This trip to Godfall Valley was indeed quite baffling.
