Perfect Resolution

"You… can't!" How could the Old Marquis let his granddaughter take the risk?

That's right. She was his granddaughter, not his grandniece. He wouldn't admit it.

"He just got injured. We have to take advantage of his illness and kill him!"

Su Xiaoxiao's attitude was firm.

The medicine master of the Western Jin was a very troublesome fellow. Although the level of his martial arts was not as good as that of Slave Xiu, his methods of using poison were indeed impossible to guard against.

She had to end him.

The Old Marquis pondered and said, "That person… is not an ordinary expert. He's an apothecary from the Western Jin."

Su Xiaoxiao said, "I know."

The Old Marquis looked at her in shock. "You know?"

Su Xiaoxiao nodded. "I just got the news."

The Old Marquis frowned. "So, you specially rushed over for this?"

"Yes." Su Xiaoxiao nodded.

The Old Marquis sighed helplessly. "You… are too bold."