The Old Undying Bastard Is Dead

"I ran into an Old Daoist Priest on my way back. He only gave me a prescription. I filled it as instructed, and my family member's illness was cured today!"

"When I went looking for that Old Daoist Priest, all he told me was that the Erlang True Lord Temple was fake!"

"This..."

"I truly don't know what to do!"

As he spoke, the man sighed again and again.

Verdant Green Maiden continued, "Could you let me see that prescription?"

"Of course."

Without suspecting anything, the man handed the prescription to Verdant Green Maiden.

The herbs listed on the prescription did not seem to have any major problems. None of them were particularly precious, and anyone could afford them. Besides, the prescription itself was nothing special. The illness should not have been serious, so how had it left even doctors helpless?

As Verdant Green Maiden examined the prescription, she asked him, "Did you consult any other doctors?"

Hearing her question, the man froze for a moment and instinctively shook his head.

"No..."

"You really are bold!"

Verdant Green Maiden clicked her tongue.

He had not even consulted a doctor, yet he dared casually buy medicine for his family to take? Was he not afraid something might go wrong?

The man had simply been thrown into confusion by his concern. He sighed. "I was somewhat impulsive..."

"But yesterday's circumstances gave me no time to think! My family member's condition could not be delayed! Sigh, now that I hear what Daoist Priest says, it does seem rather strange..."

"That Old Daoist Priest seemed to know everything about my family's affairs. He knew all about my family member's illness too!"

"Could it be..."

"Was he the one who made my family member fall ill?"

"Perhaps. Perhaps not."

Verdant Green Maiden shook her head