“Get out of the way! Our master wishes to see these miracle doctors! All of you scram!” A man bald man with a large scar running across his scalp to his forehead roared. Behind this man was a dozen or so other bulky men and a sickly looking man who looked to be in his late fifties. Sitting on a comfortable sedan chair, this man looked around in disdain.
Chapter end
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