"Then you go out first, I'll treat his illness."

The old sect leader asked blankly, "Why do you want me to go out? Isn't it good for me to stay here and watch over things?"

Xiao Tang glared at him with displeasure.

Because of her dissatisfaction, Di Jingling turned his head and said in an unfriendly tone, "Please leave."

So fierce.

The old sect leader muttered a complaint in his heart, but still nodded with a smile: "Alright, alright, I'll go out now. Please, you two, make yourselves at home."

But to be honest, this regent really has a bad temper.

Before he could even take a step, he was swept away by a palm strike.

The door slammed shut with a bang.

That's brutal!

Violence!

The old man gently touched the tip of his nose, utterly speechless.

Xiao Tang witnessed the whole thing from inside the house and found it extremely funny. "Husband, you're scaring us like that. We can't be so scary."

Di Jingling curled his lip, "I'm not scary."

Isn't this scary enough?

Xiao Tang silently complained to herself, but didn't expose him any further.

She secretly gave the villain a thumbs up, "Yes, yes, that wasn't scary, it was well done."

...

The disciples waiting outside the door surrounded the Second Master.

"Master, can the sect leader really save Nineteen?"

They usually got along very well with their nineteenth junior brother, who was always in excellent health. They never expected him to fall ill so suddenly.

The old man stroked his beard and said mysteriously, "With the Princess taking action, who can rival us?"

Disciples: ...

Please, their master, can you stop spouting nonsense with your eyes closed?

At least that princess looked like a frail woman...