“Because…” the little girl’s rosy lips parted, and she tilted her head with a smile, “she’s dead.”

Qin Su's eyes immediately changed; she increasingly felt that this little girl was no ordinary person.

This matter is definitely related to her.

"You killed him?"

Little girl: "Yes, I killed it. You're so smart, sister."

"Many people don't know that I killed that old man, but you were able to guess, which shows how clever you are, doesn't it?" When she smiled, she revealed her small, white teeth, looking every bit like an innocent and harmless little sister. But her words and actions were anything but.

Qin Su fell silent.

The little girl came closer; she had long, straight bangs, and her honey-colored skin was dotted with a few small freckles. These freckles didn't make her look bad; on the contrary, they made her quite cute.

Perhaps seeing that Qin Su didn't speak, the little girl bit her soft lip and asked in a low voice, "Sister doesn't like me doing this kind of thing?"

"Hmm?" Qin Su asked in confusion, then shook her head.

She had only known him for two or three hours, so how could he possibly criticize her actions?

She's not that arrogant.

"But my sister just doesn't seem to like it."

At this moment, Yu Shuo removed his veil, leaned on Qin Su, and snorted, "How can anyone like someone who treats human life like dirt?"

He felt uncomfortable wearing a veil and couldn't get close to Qin Su, so he took it off without any hesitation.

"Is Madam right?" He deliberately stopped calling her "sister" to tell this woman that she was his wife and that she shouldn't stare at her with such strange eyes.

The clever young girl was well aware of his thoughts, but the title "Madam" still startled her.

How could my sister marry a fool? Was she fooled by his good looks?

Qin Su didn't insist that Yu Shuo wear the veil again, since the only outsider in the room was this little girl. If the real master of poison was dead, then perhaps they would have to find her to cure the poison.

Yu Shuo's appearance will be discovered sooner or later.

There's no need to keep hiding it.

"I don't dislike it. You must have your reasons for doing it this way. Others have no right to interfere." Trying to judge others without knowing the full story is extremely impolite and prone to error.

A smile finally appeared in the little girl's eyes. "Sister, you are such a wise person. But he was my master, and I killed my master with my own hands."

Qin Su frowned slightly; she always felt that this young girl cared a lot about what others thought.

For whatever reason, Qin Su could not afford to offend her.

“Let alone a master, even parents aren’t necessarily good, so how can you judge them based on that? However…” She paused, then continued, “I do have something very important to discuss with the Poison Master Luo. You must know a skilled doctor, could you introduce me?”

The girl knew that she didn't want to talk about the previous topic anymore. Although she really wanted to talk to Qin Su about the past, she just didn't want to.

There will be plenty of opportunities in the future.

"In the martial arts world, no one is more skilled in medicine than me. I also inherited my skills from the old man. I am the Poison Master Luo Zhi."

Qin Su hesitated for a moment. Whether it was medical skills or martial arts, both required time to learn. Even with talent, it was difficult to achieve great success in a short period of time.

She looks no more than thirteen or fourteen years old. Can she really do it?

Perhaps sensing Qin Su's thoughts, she shrugged and said, "We'll find out if it works or not once we see."

Qin Su rubbed his temples; there really was no other way at the moment. The notorious poison master Luo Zhi was likely dead.

Just as Zhuang Heyu said, the bracelet on her wrist was quite old and must have belonged to its true owner, perhaps as a keepsake.

If its original owner were still alive, he would never have given the token to anyone else, not even his own apprentice.

There's a saying that goes, "One cannot allow another to sleep soundly beside one's bed."

"Okay, thank you very much... I still don't know how to address you."

The little girl tilted her head, her eyes sparkling. "I don't have a name. The old man used to just call me Little Monster. After she died, I was known to outsiders as the Poison Master."

Qin Su: "..." Little monster... she just couldn't bring herself to call him that.

This term is truly insulting.

It seems that the master and disciple are not on good terms.

He kept calling me "old guy" and "little monster."

"You call me a liar?"

The little girl rested her chin on her hand, her eyes crinkling into a smile, and asked, "Sister, can you give me a name?"

Qin Su was unwilling to accept this request, since choosing a name was a matter for the parents. If she did it for them, it would involve too much involvement.

Their relationship isn't that close yet.

Perhaps sensing Qin Su's predicament, the young girl lowered her eyes, her loneliness undisguised, and said, "Then call me Luo Zhi."

Most people wouldn't guess from her name that she's a master of deception and poison.

"good."

Luo Zhi felt increasingly uncomfortable, but she wasn't so out of line as to demand anything of Qin Su.

She was deeply attracted to this beautiful woman. There was plenty of time ahead, and many opportunities to change her opinion of her.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Yu Shuo leaned against Qin Su and whispered coquettishly, "Madam, could you please send her home first?"

Before Qin Su could speak, Luo Zhi immediately interjected, "No! I want to stay here."

Yu Shuo's eyes widened, and despite his unparalleled handsome appearance, this action made him look somewhat silly.

"Don't you understand this is an order to leave?"

Luo Zhi snorted.

Qin Su felt like she was talking to two kids, and their bickering was evenly matched.

She had just opened her mouth when Luo Zhi cut Qin Su off, "Sister, he wasn't born stupid... cough cough cough, he wasn't born like this, was he?"

Although it was a question, it was phrased with certainty.

Qin Su didn't hide anything, knowing that she could tell.

"Yes, I was injured a few days ago, and this is how it turned out."

"Your sister contacted me just because of him?"

Qin Su shook her head, "His condition will gradually recover, there's no need to rush. It's someone else; he was poisoned, and the doctors in Shacheng couldn't cure him, they only gave him medication to slow down the progression of the illness."

"Okay." Luo Zhi didn't seem interested.

What an ordinary doctor might consider a rare poison, she might not even consider worth mentioning.

There was another knock at the door. Zhuang Heyu went to open it and his expression turned serious when he heard what was being said outside.

When he returned, he glanced at the obedient Luo Zhi and asked hesitantly, "Did the poisoner poison a young man on the black market?"

"Yes. He spoke rudely, and I can't stand it."

"Is there an antidote?" Zhuang Heyu asked again.

"No."

"If I was the one who poisoned him, why give him the antidote? He'll die in half an hour. What need is there for an antidote?"

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Heyu immediately explained, "That person is the city lord's personal guard. If the poison master doesn't provide the antidote, the city lord might not let it go."