Within the Medicine King Valley, several people sat in the front hall, their appearance immediately giving away their advanced age and esteemed reputation.
As soon as the young Gatekeeper entered the door, he was met with reproach from these individuals, "Xiao Eleven, reckless and rash, how improper, you must pay attention to your own cultivation and virtue."
Upon hearing the elders' words of blame, Xiao Eleven immediately steadied his steps and tidied himself.
"What's brought about this reckless rush?"
Once Xiao Eleven's breathing calmed, he spoke, "Masters, it's still that family of three at the entrance, and no matter what, they refuse to leave."
Upon hearing this, the elders frowned deeply, a trace of surprise flashing in their eyes. It had been three days already, yet they were still at the entrance, "How have you handled this so poorly, can't even manage such a trivial matter, tell them to hurry and find another doctor to treat their illness."
