In the main hall, there were many people, all dressed conservatively, with a strikingly handsome Wen Qingmu seated at the head.
On either side below him were renowned Traditional Chinese Medicine Practitioners from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association. Elder Yu knelt in embarrassment in the middle, fearfully begging Wen Qingmu for mercy.
The arrival of Nianyang and Li Tingyan drew the attention of the elders. Wen Qingmu looked over, his expression unchanged, and pointed to two empty seats, "Sit down."
Seeing that Wen Qingmu was busy, Nianyang initially wanted to pull Li Tingyan outside to wait, but upon hearing this, the two had to obediently take their seats.
"Elder Wen, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have used the prescription to harm others. My original intention was also for the prestige of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Family, please forgive me."
Elder Yu's aged and trembling voice pleaded pitifully.
