"Hah hah... This is the Master he was talking about. I'm dying of laughter. I thought that the Master he was talking about would be a white-haired old man. Who would have thought that it would be a young man who's still wet behind the ears? What a surprise! Surprise!
"Hah hah, I know - this person must be so powerful that he can rejuvenate himself. In fact, he's already over a hundred years old. Hah hah..."
The young man laughed so loudly that his stomach hurt.
The old man and the middle-aged man did not stop the young man at this moment. Their expressions were also quite ugly.
"Guys, don't doubt my Master's medical skills just because he's young," Sun Mingyuan said in a low voice.
The old man forced a smile and nodded to Ye Xiaofei as a greeting.
"I'll take your pulse," Ye Xiaofei faintly said.
"This..." The old man was a little hesitant. He felt that this was truly a waste of time.