Chapter 1232: The Little Person

r with scriptures. Behind the long table, a withered old Taoist sat cross-legged like a pine tree, checking the pulse of an elderly man.The old Taoist priest had white beard and hair, but his face did...he stall owner's face turned red with anger, wishing he could strike down the burly youth with his sword. But on one hand, fighting was prohibited in the market, and on the other, the burly youth's cu...