"What happened?" Although I knew things had gone badly, I still asked.
"Uncle-Master Yang said... said he wouldn't give us the herbs unless we moved out of this mountain gate... Otherwise, he'd rather wait a little longer... Dongren, what should we do?" The woman's face was filled with sorrow. Faced with such a predicament, she was nearly at the point of collapse.
"He wants this mountain gate... Then give it to him..." I smiled helplessly. We could find another mountain gate, and earn more money, but once a person was gone, everything was gone. This little girl was truly too prone to worrying about gains and losses.
"But... Dongren, he clearly promised to give you the medicine once you recovered a little... He's bullying our whole sect..." The woman began to weep bitterly.
I smiled wryly. "Senior Sister, stop crying. The mountain gate is a dead thing, while I'm alive. We can take the mountain gate back later. If I die, what will you do afterward?"
"What can I do!? Dongren, you really deserve this. When Master underwent his tribulation, you ran over to him. Anyone who didn't know better would think you were trying to save him, but your senior sister knows you were only worried that his treasures would be destroyed by the tribulation lightning! You really deserve to die... Boohoo... Look at you now, left with nothing but lightning injuries. You've lost both your life and your wealth, and you've driven your senior sister into a dead end too... Boohoo..." The woman burst into tears.
"Uh..." I stared at her in astonishment, unable to stop cursing the original owner of this body in my heart. So he hadn't gone to save his own master—he'd been planning to pick up the spoils after his master was struck dead