C566 None of You Had the Right to Negotiate.

"Master, it's right in front of you!"

"In front of you?"

Myriad Medicine Master was stunned for a moment before he noticed the person in front of him.

His face was covered with a large tuft of beard, and his hair was messy. If it wasn't for the fact that his robe was still intact, he would have thought that this person was a beggar who came out of nowhere