This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

After watching them leave, Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief. Then he took a bowl of strong liquor and began to disinfect his hands. This was a method his master had taught him, saying it could kill germs.

The young man in white stood to the side, watching the busy Qingfeng, and said coldly:

"I'm warning you, don't try anything funny, or I won't let you off the hook..."

Qingfeng glanced at him coldly and chuckled:

"So you do know that offending someone could lead to retaliation?"

The white-robed youth was stunned, his expression changed drastically, and he gripped the sword hilt tightly, shouting angrily:

"This bastard from the indigenous tribe dares to be so presumptuous..."

"Nangong, if you cause any more trouble, get back home..."

The older young man stepped in front of the boy and pointed at him sternly.

The boy called Nangong seemed unconvinced, glaring angrily at the older youth and refusing to back down.

Until the girl in the chair spoke:

"Senior Brother Nangong, could you please have him treat my foot first? It hurts so much."

The boy immediately softened upon hearing this, turning to the girl with a fawning smile:

"Alright, alright, I'll have him treat your foot right away, Junior Sister..."

The boy was about to say something to Qingfeng when Qingfeng pointed to the door and said:

"Everyone except the patient, please leave..."

Upon hearing this, the boy's eyes widened, and he was about to get angry.

The breeze said softly:

"You're bothering me here. If you don't want the treatment to be less effective, get out."

Seeing this, the boy had no choice but to suppress his anger and turn around and walk out of the house with the others.

He then closed the door behind him.

Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief, squatted down, and helped the girl take off her shoes and socks.

Although she knew Qingfeng was treating her, the girl still couldn't help but tremble and blush when Qingfeng's hand touched her feet.

Qingfeng glanced at the girl's twisted and deformed ankle, and roughly understood the situation. He then took a short wooden stick and handed it to the girl, saying:

"Bite it in your mouth and close your eyes."

The girl glanced at the wooden stick, then wiped it vigorously with her clothes with some disgust before finally biting it in her mouth with an impatient look and closing her eyes.

Qingfeng grasped the girl's foot, and his magic entered through her pores, flowing through her meridians and flesh, quickly pinpointing the location of the injury.

They also gained a sense of proportion.

To divert the girl's attention, Qingfeng feigned curiosity and asked:

"How did you get so hurt? How did you fall like that?"

The girl, biting a wooden stick, couldn't speak clearly, only managing to utter a few indistinct syllables.

Qingfeng was taken aback. He heard it clearly; it was three words: "None of your business!"

After realizing what was happening, Qingfeng suddenly chuckled. People often can't help but laugh when they're speechless.

Birds of a feather flock together; these people today truly have arrogance and rudeness ingrained in their very bones.

Since that's the case, Qingfeng has nothing more to worry about.

Thinking of this, Qingfeng twisted his hand suddenly, then pulled and lifted it hard.

The girl shuddered and let out a muffled cry of pain.

Before his feet could instinctively retreat, Qingfeng immediately shouted in an extremely serious tone:

"Don't move, close your eyes."

The girl's heart skipped a beat, and for the first time ever, a sense of fear arose within her.

Taking advantage of this brief moment, Qingfeng took out a Rejuvenation Talisman, made a hand seal in mid-air, and then raised his hand and flicked it.

The healing talisman transformed into beams of firefly light and landed on the girl's ankles.

The swelling in the ankle immediately subsided considerably.

The most important thing is the internal muscles and bones, because the damage caused by the misalignment is almost instantly restored.

Is that all? No, it's not.

Although Qingfeng has a good temper, he can be ruthless when he wants to.

He used his magic to write and draw on the girl's ankle.

The magic penetrated her flesh and blood, directly imprinting itself onto her bones.

In an instant, a rune was formed; it was a divine fire rune, for fire governs the heart and meridians.

If the mind is calm and the anger is subdued, the talisman will not be activated.

However, if the girl continues to be so willful and bullying, the talisman will be activated, and her ankle will be burned to ashes in an instant.

After doing all this, Qingfeng remained calm, fetched bandages and splints, secured her, then walked to the door, opened it, and said to the people outside:

"alright."

The boy in white was the first to rush in, and he knelt down beside the girl, asking with concern:

"Junior sister, how are you?"

The girl's face was streaked with tears, her eyes filled with shame and indignation.

Although she could feel that her ankle seemed to be much better, she couldn't help but feel angry when she thought about how Qingfeng had scolded her in that tone.

The girl jumped to her feet, flung the wooden stick out of her mouth, and pointed at Qingfeng by the door, saying:

"Senior Brother Nangong, cut off his hand! He deliberately hurt me..."

Upon hearing this, Qingfeng was completely stunned.

What kind of logic is this? I kindly saved her, and she still wants to cut off her own hand?

It seems that casting that talisman just now was indeed worthwhile.

Upon hearing these words, the boy crouching beside the girl acted as if he were a subject receiving an imperial edict. Without the slightest hesitation, he drew his long sword and transformed into a blur as he charged towards Qingfeng.

"stop..."

The leading youth shouted and turned to look at the girl, saying:

"Junior sister, don't break the rules..."

The girl turned her head away and ignored him completely.

The others looked surprised, but they didn't try to stop them at all.

Qingfeng saw everyone's expressions and felt a little uneasy.

These people are just used to being arrogant and domineering.

He lightly touched the ground with his toes, his figure flying backward like a startled swan, landing steadily in the courtyard, a strange expression on his face.

Just now, he was teaching Wang Jingshu the principle of not letting the bad results of others negate one's own good deeds.

In the blink of an eye, the story of the farmer and the snake happened to him.

However, Qingfeng didn't care, because even if these people didn't attack him, he had no intention of letting the white-robed youth go.

Now, at most, it's just that one more person has been added.

But Qingfeng didn't want to make a move here.

Because his master was in seclusion, he didn't want to disturb him. Besides, there were other people around the clinic, and he didn't want to harm innocent people.

Just as he was about to lure the white-clad youth out of the clinic and kill him, the young man who had been relatively restrained throughout finally made his move.

His strength was clearly greater than that of the white-robed youth. In a flash, he appeared in front of the youth, raised his hand and pointed at the youth's wrist, causing the youth to immediately drop his longsword.

"Nangong Jue, I'm warning you one more time. If you act rashly again, I will expel you from the country according to the clan rules."

Upon hearing the words "clan rules," a flicker of fear flashed in the young man's eyes, but he immediately retorted defiantly:

"Ye Tingzhou, you have no right to order me around..."

The young man snorted coldly, pulled a plaque from his pocket, held it up, and shouted:

"Look closely at what this is..."

Upon seeing the sign, the boy's expression changed drastically. Without any hesitation, he knelt down on one knee in front of the young man, no longer daring to utter a single word.

The others did the same when they saw the sign; they all knelt down on one knee, not daring to raise their heads.

Only the girl remained defiant, pouting and snorting at the young man holding the sign.

The young man sighed helplessly and put away the token.

He turned around and clasped his hands in a fist salute to Qingfeng, saying:

"Please forgive me, junior doctor. These junior brothers and sisters are spoiled at home and have offended you. Ye Tingzhou is willing to apologize to you on their behalf..."

Qingfeng's gaze became serious, and he began to feel curious about the identities of these people.

He glanced at the white-clad youth still kneeling on the ground and murmured in a voice only he could hear: "What a pity..."