"Shi Xiaole, did you kill all those people?"
Wu Xiaoxian couldn't help but ask.
Shi Xiaole hesitated for a moment, thinking there was no need to hide, so he nodded.
The father and daughter of the Wu family were stunned.
It took a while for Wu Xiaoxian to react. She picked up a piece of fabric, took the Mist Flower, hence avoiding touching it directly, so her mind wouldn't be affected.
"Father, with the Mist Flower and Jiehuan Grass, along with other medicinal herbs, your coughing blood symptom will surely be cured, and your martial power will recover."
Having obtained the Mist Flower, Wu Xiaoxian's face lit up with excitement, and her cheeks turned bright red.
Wu Taishan also took a long breath, seemingly having waited for this day for a long time. He looked at Shi Xiaole steadily and said tremulously, "Xiaole, I really don't know how to thank you."
