Zheng Xiuzhu took a deep breath. "You... really can treat it? Cure it completely?"
Xiao Yu nodded.
"Yes. I'm only giving you this opportunity because you're not utterly wicked. Whether you take it is entirely up to you."
"...Master Xiao, I want treatment. I admit I was wrong. I shouldn't have paid trolls to attack you. You really are a master fortune-teller. I shouldn't have twisted the facts to protect those people. I don't want this job anymore, either. All I ask now is that you show mercy, forgive my rudeness, and please help treat my hereditary disease."
"Come to my shop tomorrow. Right now, get that entire army of trolls out of here."
Zheng Xiuzhu hesitated over and over. Since she was admitting her mistake, she decided to go all the way.
So she dropped to her knees and prostrated herself fully in an exceptionally sincere apology.
"Master Xiao, I'm truly sorry! I'm sorry for all the trouble I've caused you!"
Only then did Xiao Yu's tense expression finally soften.
"All right, at least you're sincere. Miss Zheng Xiuzhu, remember what I said. Do more good deeds from now on. If you don't want bad luck, stop doing things like this-twisting right and wrong and using any means necessary to help people you know are criminals with conclusive evidence against them. Heaven watches what people do. Understand?"
"Yes, yes. I'll never do anything so immoral again. I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry. I promise I'll never do it again. Please forgive me."
"Enough. This ends here."
"Master Xiao... well, I lost the bet, and I'll accept the consequences. About our bet earlier, although you didn't make any demands, I'm willing to accept whatever punishment you want to give me."
If Xiao Yu had been determined to make her suffer, why