"Seeking medical help? Guests?" Qu Tan'er looked at them mockingly.
"We've long heard of Qi'an Hall's Young Master Mo, the Divine Doctor who can eliminate the threat of the Heart-devouring Egg. There are two people in our clan in need of it..."
Before the middle-aged man could finish, Qu Tan'er interrupted with a cold laugh, "You're here seeking medical help, but you don't believe us when we tell you Young Master Mo isn't present? You barged into the inner courtyard, disregard everyone, speak disrespectfully, and arrogantly attacked and injured people? Is this the attitude of someone seeking medical assistance? Do you think Qi'an Hall is your family's backyard?"
"We—"
"Get out!" Qu Tan'er snorted, "Qi'an Hall does not welcome such guests."
"Young lady, don't push us too far!" The middle-aged man was also trying to maintain face, but being talked to like this was utterly humiliating.
