The old man laughed when he heard this, "You're quite composed, that's really good. Okay, whatever, just let me know when you get the results. I'm a little hungry now, I'm going with them."

The old man strode confidently toward the makeshift barbecue stall, grabbed a piece of freshly grilled meat, and began to gnaw on it, his face full of satisfaction and contentment.

Seeing that the old man was so anxious that he didn't even wait for her to answer, Jiang Ruan ran over, paused for a moment, and then smiled.

At this moment, everyone's attention was on the barbecue, so Jiang Ruan found some dishes that she had stored in her space and took them out exactly as they were originally placed there.

I simply picked out some nourishing porridge that could help with stomach and spleen health and fed it to Anxia.

She does have health problems, and these things can't cure them, but they can nourish her lungs and are good supplements.

Then he took out some eggplant and meat fritters from his spatial storage, ate several large bites, and only stopped after the hunger in his stomach disappeared.

Only twenty minutes had passed since everything was packed up, and Zhang Yang came over as soon as he finished.

"What is it?"

Jiang Ruan looked up in confusion. Why was he running over here instead of grilling properly?

"The old man said... said you needed to see me and asked me to come over. What is it? He's being so mysterious, it's making me feel embarrassed."

Zhang Yang scratched his head and glanced at An Xia, thinking she looked like a sickly beauty, delicate and weak, and seriously ill.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask you if my amulet is really a bad luck charm. That old man just told me a lot, but I don't know what he meant. What you said seems more credible, so I wanted to hear your opinion."

Zhang Yang frowned, breathed a sigh of relief, and examined it carefully.

"I told you, but don't get angry!" Zhang Yang quickly reassured himself.

"Don't worry, I'm not angry. Just tell me what happened."

Zhang Yang cleared his throat and said exactly the same thing as the old man.

Jiang Ruan stared incredulously at the talisman in her palm, clenched her fist, and with a burst of strength, shattered it to pieces.