The old woman let out a sigh of relief.

She looked at Jiang Bingbing, who was obedient and cute, and then glanced at Wen Yuzhao, who was also a fine and elegant man.

The two of them clearly came from a scholarly family.

"Master Alchemist departed for the Alchemy Conference yesterday and will not return until after the conference. If he accepts the invitation from Sect Master Jiuxiao, he may return even later."

"Young ladies, you've come at an inopportune time."

Gingerbread looked regretful. "Master Song Dan is a kind and compassionate healer. We've come at an inopportune time. Oh, by the way, I heard that Master Dan has a senior brother. Is he here?"

Hear this.

The old woman's expression was subtle.

It subtly reveals even disgust and hatred.

"You mean Huang Li? He's been dead for ages!"

Gingerbread feigned surprise, "Dead?"

"Yeah, right!" The old woman tightened her vegetable basket. "If you ask me, it would be better if he died. If he hadn't died, Qianlai Mountain wouldn't be under the jurisdiction of Master Dan, and we wouldn't have the good life we ​​have now."

Gingerbread sensed the restlessness of the wishing lantern.

He burned himself out.

Old Huang finally calmed down.

"I heard that Huang Li was highly skilled in medicine and had profound medical knowledge," she sighed with some regret, "How could he have died?"

"He was wicked, so he got struck by lightning and died during his tribulation!"

The old woman pulled Gingerbread to the corner. "Master Dan said that Huang Li used a demonic blood array to cultivate, taking such a crooked path, which is why he died when he was undergoing tribulation."

"Your auntie told you this secretly!"

"I'm afraid you'll be deceived because you're young and naive."

"Huang Li deserved to die."

Gingerbread asked, "Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"What?" The woman clutched her vegetable basket tightly.

“Even what you see with your own eyes can be deceiving, let alone the fact that none of you have ever seen it. I don’t believe that Master Huang is an evil cultivator.”

Gingerbread's little face was serious as she spoke up for Old Huang.

"Heh, you can't reason with a damned devil. I shouldn't have been so kind as to say these things to you."

The woman rolled her eyes and exclaimed that it was bad luck.