"Sect Master," Huang Chuan glanced at Gao Lin and his face filled with arrogance as he said, "May we begin the general meeting now?"
Gao Lin's expression was slightly unsightly but he ignored Huang Chuan's provocation. His gaze was full of anxiety as he looked into the distance with a concerned expression. He was unsure what had happened to the Holy Doctor; it was already midday and that man still has not arrived!
"Let's wait a little longer."
"Wait?
Huang Chuan scoffed and shot Gao Lin an ugly look. His face was filled with scorn as he said, "Don't forget that other than a few physicians who have made the trip to the Medicine Sect, the cultivators of Wind Valley are here as well. Do you actually want to make the cultivators of Wind Valley wait?"
Gao Lin's expression sank. He glanced at the ugly look on Elder Feng's face and his heart thumped immediately.
