"What brings you all here today?"
Hong Guohui looked at the three people from Immortal Medicine Valley and asked.
"We, from Immortal Medicine Valley, are here for the Shennong Medical Scripture."
The Seventh Elder of Immortal Medicine Valley stated coldly.
His tone implied a sense of indisputable authority.
As if the Shennong Medical Scripture naturally belonged to them.
"This..."
Hong Guohui's expression changed repeatedly.
"The Shennong Medical Scripture belongs to our Traditional Medicine Association. What right do you have to claim it?"
The young man beside Hong Guohui, Hong Liang, shouted directly.
Bang!!!
The Seventh Elder of Immortal Medicine Valley glanced coldly at Hong Liang.
An invisible pressure bore down on him.
With a muffled sound, Hong Liang was forced to his knees, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"When Immortal Medicine Valley desires something, do you dare to deny it?"
