The Divine Healer

"Happy birthday, young shepherd!" An elderly man, though appearing frail and withered with years, was in fact robust and vigorous, with an air of ethereal grace. He beamed with kindness at a handsome young man.,She wore a light purple top, accentuating her impressive figure. A pair of black pencil pants highlighted her long legs. Her oval face was as delicate as a painting, with fair skin and rosy cheeks. Her long, jet-black hair cascaded down her fragrant shoulders, swaying gently in the breeze. Even with her hair flowing, it couldn't conceal those domineering, powerful eyes.,I almost lost my temper. I really wanted to ask Chen Mu, you demand a grand show, but this show is just a sham! You want to drink Romanée-Conti, but it's just okay Are you sure you're not playing with us。