"Oh, I understand!" Xiao Hua naturally knew the bitterness of having shallow pockets, so he could only force a smile.
But after pondering for a moment, he asked again, "Since so many cultivators have come, have there been any leads?"
"What leads could there be?" Huang Tianming said irritably. "Every one of them insists that their own old woman has reason and their own old man has truth, yet none can wake Xiang'er. Besides, Xiang'er is a virgin—how could we let people handle her however they pleased? There is simply no justification for it!"
"Alas, then this Xiao has no confidence either," Xiao Hua said frankly. "Seeing the situation, there is no need for me to visit the Huang Family's Vermilion Bird Hall. It would be better to return early."
"Hehe, listen to yourself, Fellow Daoist Xiao. Guests who have come from afar are guests indeed. Though my Huang Family has declined, we still welcome forthright cultivators such as yourself! Today is the final day my Huang Family will receive visitors. Starting tomorrow, Xiang'er's illness will be left to heaven's will. We have labored over her for more than a year, so we have done right by her!" Huang Tianming said with a smile. "Moreover, our family head has arranged a grand feast tonight. Whether anyone can cure Xiang'er's illness or not, we cannot neglect our guests. To speak honestly, one more Fellow Daoist Xiao makes no difference, and one less makes no difference. Why not come and add to the merriment?"
"Very well, then this Xiao will impose upon you once," Xiao Hua said. Hearing the helplessness in Huang Tianming's tone, he could only nod.
"Senior Huang, this junior has something she wishes to ask," Xue Xue said. After taking in enough of the scenery and searching this way