Can't Escape

Miao Yuehua had taken too much from Little Niu. She couldn't return it.

All Su Xiaolu could do was to let her eat it without digesting it. She would live in pain day and night.

Miao Yuehua glared at Su Xiaolu.

Su Xiaolu sneered. "You're wrong. What happened before was between you and me. Now, I'm taking revenge for my Junior Brother. These are two separate matters. Don't lump them together. I'll be unhappy when I hear that."

"My Junior Brother has the five ills and three shortcomings, poor and crippled. Don't worry, I'll mute you and cripple you. As for being poor, I believe you'll find out soon enough."

Su Xiaolu clapped her hands in disdain.

She looked at flute Yi and said coldly under Miao Yuehua's furious and desperate gaze, "Only the successor of the divine doctor of Minggu can treat your son's illness. Unfortunately, you have already offended the divine doctor of Minggu."