"Prince Duobo?"
It was not only Liu Zhu who immediately thought of Cloud Lang Medical Immortal—Nie Yun could not help doing the same.
He had come to Yunzhou City at Prince Duobo's invitation. Just moments ago, he had sworn that becoming Nie Yun's disciple had nothing to do with the latter, yet in the blink of an eye, the latter had arrived.
That was far too much of a coincidence!
"Master, do not doubt me. Prince Duobo's coming here truly has nothing to do with me. I already took my leave of him; as for why he came... I do not know either!" Seeing that look, Cloud Lang Medical Immortal hurriedly explained, his face full of anxiety.
"Fine, I believe you! But do not be in such a hurry to call me Master. I said we would study it together, not that I would take you as my disciple..." Seeing how sincere he was, without the slightest sign of Disguise, Nie Yun waved his hand.
"Alright, but if I do not call you Master, what should I call you? There ought to be some form of address, should there not?" Cloud Lang Medical Immortal said.
"Forget it. Call me whatever you like. You all wait here; I'll go see Prince Duobo!" Nie Yun said weakly.
A dignified Medical Master, a renowned figure throughout the Universal Divine Realm, insisted on becoming his disciple. That placed tremendous pressure on him as well.
"Big Brother, I'll go with you!" Nie Tong hurried after him.
The two brothers left the courtyard and soon arrived at the main hall. Sure enough, Prince Duobo was seated in the reception room, slowly sipping tea with a thoroughly leisurely air.
Several attendants stood behind him. Even the weakest had reached the Peak Emperor Realm. Their auras were steady,