Li Huai had never considered standing at the pinnacle of the world. All he wanted was to earn a ton of money so that nobody would ever label him a white-faced man who lived off other people's support. His desire was to live happily ever after with his sister and wife, to have plenty of kids, to stay by their side, and lead an ordinary life.
Seeing the Evil God on the brink of death yet brimming with compassion, Li Huai felt for the first time that this old man wasn't all that repugnant.
"Tell me, how can I cure you?" Li Huai asked.
"I've told you, I'm on my last breath, don't waste your effort," the Evil God shook his head, then urgently asked, "Child, before I die, can you fulfil a wish of mine?"
"Of course! Even ten wishes wouldn't be a problem!"
"Good, my good apprentice." The Evil God looked relieved but hesitated, and asked, "Child, do you know Mrs. Cang?"
"I don't know. Who is she?"
