"No one's disturbing him, which is good. It saves him the trouble from all that riffraff!"
She spoke of trouble, but if it were only trouble, that would be fine!
The fear was that even if those people knew Chushui couldn't cultivate, they wouldn't tolerate him.
With this thought, her eyes sharpened!
If that was truly the case, then she needed to consider how to manage the family affairs. After all, Chushui relying on his father was definitely out of the question.
"Rong Xin, have you found out what that thing is?" she asked into the emptiness of the room.
The next moment, an old man about her age emerged from the side, holding an empty bowl in his hand.
"Master, Rong Xin has examined it for two days and still can't figure out what drug was used in this bowl,"
Rong Xin replied to Old Madam Yue.
This bowl was something her master brought back and asked her to check for medicinal components.