Outside Hundred Medicine Valley, all was silent.
As soon as Sang Yang spoke, even the sound of the wind seemed to stagnate.
Several sharp gazes shot out like arrows, all landing on Qin An, as if trying to see through him.
Mr. Sun's shock was even harder to conceal, his brow etched with disbelief.
Hundred Medicine Valley is regarded as the pinnacle of medicine in Lingzhou, though not adept at battles, its medical skills are considered top tier even in Xunyang Prefecture.
The lineage of healers is already quite sparse, with an even smaller community.
Mr. Sun and Sang Yang have been friends for many years, aware that although Sang Yang's cultivation is somewhat lacking, his insight is razor-sharp and he has a high disposition.
In past correspondences, Sang Yang frequently mentioned a medical prodigy in Lingzhou.
But back then, he clearly spoke of a patrol silver guard, how has he suddenly become a patrol golden guard?
