"Ha ha ha…" The yellow-robed elderly manly man laughed and said, "A bad temper is an illness that must be treated!"
Chu Yang said nonchalantly, "If this is an illness, then Elder, we are both plagued by the same illness. How about… we get treated together?"
The yellow-robed elderly man replied, "No one can treat my illness! However, for your's, I can treat it!"
Chu Yang smiled. "I will only let a divine doctor treat me!"
The face of the yellow-robed elderly man turned cold. He waved his hands indifferently. "Take down this madman! Teach him a lesson!"
Suddenly with a few wheezing sounds, over ten Wind-Chasing Beasts and their masters came forward together.
"Wait a moment!" Chu Yang shouted and retreated two steps hurriedly.