Yet another reunion with old friends.
Unfortunately, they couldn't catch up immediately.
Bai Sha gave Zhou Li an intentional glance, blinking while a faint smile curled at the corner of her lips. Zhou Li grasped her meaning, returned a smile, and then led the sect masters and elders away from the Medicine Pavilion.
Outside the Medicine Pavilion, a few disciples from other sects, supported by suspended beds, had gradually arrived at the pavilion's entrance. Roughly estimated, about thirty or so patients were now gathered in the square, waiting for Dragon Tiger Mountain's aid.
