Soon, there was some conversation outside the temple, and then several figures slowly became clear from the rain and fog.
A middle-aged man carrying a medicine box was walked quickly by two beggars. Even though he was holding an umbrella, his clothes were a little wet, especially the hems and sleeves of his clothes, which were dripping with water.
The middle-aged man was dragged away by the two beggars, but he was not unhappy or impatient at all, but rather eager.
As soon as they entered the ruined temple, before the two beggars could explain, the middle-aged man had already noticed Lachlan Shangguan in the ruined temple, and walked towards him. His eyes fell on Jasper Murong on the ground, "It's you who seek medical treatment."
Lachlan Shangguan just glanced at the middle-aged man lightly, did not answer, and nodded coldly.
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