The Divine Healer

"You good-for-nothing brat, you still haven't learned to be respectful You're eighteen now, it's time you packed your things and left this mountain. Don't bother me anymore." The old man’s face was full of fake kindness as he blew his beard and glared with a mocking smile.,It was July, with scorching heat blanketing the land. The intense sun baked the earth.,He was dressed in such a bizarre manner. It was sweltering summer, yet he wore a thick fur coat, completely obscuring himself. Even his feet were encased in thick woolen boots...。