"Rubbish, utter nonsense!"
The middle-aged man who claimed to be the most outstanding healer of the Sky Strategy Clan trembled with anger as he glared at Ling Feng and spat out in fury, "Where did this brat come from? How dare he question the Qingling Hermit!"
"Indeed, Qingling Hermit is highly skilled in medicine. This kid is so young, with such limited vision and understanding, how could he compare to Qingling Hermit!"
"That's right. I thought the prophesied one was some great figure, but it turns out to be just a greenhorn kid. Moreover, as soon as he arrived, he started spouting nonsense and scaremongering, which is simply laughable."
"Could it be that Tuoba Cheng made a mistake? This kid doesn't seem to have anything special about him, and he even has a weird black donkey following him around. Could he be a fraud?"
For a moment, many of the Sky Strategy Clan around them began to doubt Ling Feng.
