Feng Xue gulped several times and took a deep breath before she bowed and pleaded to the old man, "I need the Nine-Petal Lotus for my Father. Please, senior, I'll remember this debt forever."
"Old fogey, don't be stingy! I know you have a lot more precious treasure than the Lotus. She needs it to cure her father of Black Scorpion Poison. You're not so heartless that you unmoved by her filial piety, are you?" said Rong Hua to support Feng Xue.
"Who says I'm heartless? Don't you slander me, you little rabbit," retorted the old man as he flicked Rong Hua's forehead and watched her rolling in the floor, "Black Scorpion Poison? Sure, it's quite troublesome to find the cure in the Eastern Region."
