Conspiracy (2)

"Oh?"

Wang Xian looked to Poison Doc and asked plainly, "Poison Doc wants to stand up for Fang Huazi?"

"Haha! I'm not that free. Furthermore, his arms were crippled because he lost in a challenge he initiated. He's too full of himself. However, I'd just like to inform you that Fang Huazi has a master!" Poison Doc laughed heartily.

"Thank you, Senior Poison Doc, for your reminder!"

Wang Xian was taken aback but nodded his head with a faint smile.

"The Sacred Followers Guild is much better than the Medical Saint Sect."

Poison Doc made a baffling statement casually.

Wang Xian smiled and didn't say a word. He lifted his wine cup.

"Come, come, come! Miracle Doctors from China! Although you guys didn't do a thing, I'll still give a toast to you guys!"

At this moment, Qi She carried a cup, walked over proudly and laughed loudly.