1394 People Will Die for Wealth, Just as Birds for Food

Zi Yinshou's acute senses had noticed that something seemed to be wrong with his great-granddaughter, whom he had pulled along.

Zi Tong wore a blank expression, and her heart shook with disbelief right now. She seemed to have regained her senses after hearing her ancestor's question and answered with a stutter, "A-Ancestor… m-my body…"

Zi Yinshou's expression changed, and he immediately grabbed Zi Tong's wrist to check her pulse and observed the interior of her body with his spiritual sense. A short moment later, even he had donned an incredulous expression on his face.

"A leaf of Solitary Thread Herb?"

Zi Tong answered in an unusual tone, "Ancestor... when he… that man placed his hand on my back, I never noticed that this leaf of Solitary Thread Herb had entered my body. I can feel my injured immortal soul recovering rapidly right now."