The Divine Healer

"You good-for-nothing brat, you still haven't learned to be respectful You're eighteen now, it's time you packed your things and left this mountain. Don't bother me anymore." The old man’s face was full of fake kindness as he blew his beard and glared with a mocking smile.,She wore a light purple top, accentuating her impressive figure. A pair of black pencil pants highlighted her long legs. Her oval face was as delicate as a painting, with fair skin and rosy cheeks. Her long, jet-black hair cascaded down her fragrant shoulders, swaying gently in the breeze. Even with her hair flowing, it couldn't conceal those domineering, powerful eyes.,At this moment, she is watering the potted plants. Her movements are light and graceful, with a smile on her face. There's a touch of admiration in her eyes, mingled with deep concern. The quiet combination of actions and expressions gives one a sense of tranquility, nature, and a profound feeling of goodness.。