Seeing that Si Jin hesitated, the old man leading the group was overjoyed.
Great, he stopped Ruan Sijin!
He lived in the mountains and overheard Ruan Mianmian of the Xuanshuang Sect saying that worshipping the "Heavenly Lord" could grant wishes, so he decided to give it a try and kowtowed to the heavens every day.
Since he'd already gambled away his family fortune, sold his wife and daughters, and had no one else left, praying to the "Heavenly Emperor" to ensure his continued wealth and prosperity was the easiest way.
Fortunately, just the day before yesterday, the "Heavenly Emperor" finally responded to his prayer and promised to give him five hundred taels of gold for free!
But the prerequisite is that he must bring men to stop Ruan Sijin today.
Isn't it just a case of acting tough and being a rogue?
The old man harbored a wicked thought, silently thinking: This is what he's best at!
Thinking about it, he threw down his cane, revealing the arm he had deliberately slashed: "Look, I was bitten before, and my whole body was rotting. You said drinking your medicine would make me better, but now? It's even worse here!"
As she spoke, she closed her eyes, which were full of deep wrinkles, and burst into tears, crying as bitterly as could be: "This old man is sixty-seven years old this year, and he just wanted to enjoy his old age in peace. Who would have thought that you would ruin him like this!"
"Now you're just packing your bags and leaving, all cleaned up, but what about me and my old buddies?"
As he spoke, he led the group of old beggars behind him into tears, their voices so loud that they attracted the attention of almost everyone in the town.
The way Si Jin was acting made it seem as if leaving now would mean taking their lives.
Provoke him first, then use public opinion to pressure him?
The Heavenly Emperor is truly... incredibly skilled!
Si Jin narrowed her eyes slightly and immediately called out one of the infected servants of the Ruan family, feeding him the medicine that the Ruan family had prepared according to the prescription.
The servant only had a mild infection, and the bruises and bloodstains on his face were completely healed in no time.
The servant was overjoyed, bowing repeatedly and chanting, "Young Master's miraculous healing skills."
Without uttering a single word, he regained everyone's trust.
The old man's crying stopped, and for a moment he even seemed to be suffocating.
The Heavenly Lord instructed him to hold off Ruan Sijin for an hour, but less than a quarter of an hour has passed!
He gritted his teeth and, for the sake of those five hundred taels of gold, continued to stubbornly insist: "That means your Ruan family is rich and uses better medicines than us ordinary folks!"
But as they were talking, the mother had already fed the medicine to the child.
The child's facial injuries gradually healed, and he soon fell asleep peacefully in his mother's arms, no longer crying.
The mother was stunned, her eyes instantly filled with tears. Looking at Si Jin, she felt gratitude, guilt, and bowed repeatedly in thanks.
"Thank you, young master, thank you, young master."
Si Jin raised an eyebrow: "The medicinal herbs are all distributed by the Ruan family; everyone gets the same treatment."
Now, another quarter of an hour had passed. Gazing at the grand and imposing gate of the Ruan residence, and the white-clad man standing with his hands behind his back, the old man unconsciously swallowed.
No, it's still a long time before an hour has passed.
How should I put it... how should I put it...?
Oh, right!
He suddenly looked up, and before the tears had dried, he continued to shout, "That means your Ruan family looks down on us beggars and doesn't give us good medicine... Ahhh!"
This time, before he could finish speaking, Si Jin kicked him away.
His body crashed heavily to the ground, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
The man, dressed in white, wore a white jade crown with cloud patterns and gold trim. His long black hair was slightly disheveled in the wind, and his peach blossom eyes held a chilling sharpness.
He turned his gaze to the old man struggling and coughing up blood on the ground and spoke coldly.
"You're already infected. If you want to die, don't drag others down with you."
After saying that, he stood up straight again and said to the beggars who were following the old man, "The Ruan family has money, but it's not for feeding ungrateful wolves!"
“Tell us his plan, and the Ruan family will send you medicine.”
Seeing the old beggars waver, the old man who was lying on the ground vomiting blood panicked...
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