Whether as tribal chief or wolf king, these rights were more responsibilities than anything else. Power meant responsibility, and responsibility meant taking charge.
"Uncle, you know I've learned some medicine. Let me take a look at your leg," Jiang Hao said.
Billy looked at Jiang Hao curiously. "Jacob told me before that you helped Seth treat his leg injury. I'm curious how you learned all this, Jon. Did you receive Ancestral Blessing?"
Ancestral Blessing? What was that?
Jiang Hao voiced his confusion.
"Our tribe has its own medical arts, usually mastered by the priests. Some are learned through study, while others are passed down spiritually, granting priests the ability to communicate with the gods and practice medicine. We call it Ancestral Blessing," Billy said.
Damn, was there really such a perfect explanation? He did not even need to make up an excuse. If someone handed him a ladder, he had to climb it.
"Perhaps. One day, I suddenly felt that there were many more things in my mind, including medical knowledge. But I haven't fully mastered them yet," Jiang Hao said.
Giving half an answer and holding back the rest, being vague like this made people more likely to believe him.
"Yes. Even if it is an inheritance, turning it into your own knowledge still requires a long period of study. But even so, Jon, it proves that you are the leader chosen by the gods. The gods want you to lead the tribe toward prosperity," Billy said.
"Yes, Uncle. I'll work toward that goal," Jiang Hao replied.
He placed his hand on Billy's thigh and sent a stream of spiritual power into it. Jiang Hao examined Billy's body and leg injury. There was nothing wrong with Billy's body. As for his leg injury, he had severely injured his lower