"Have your sisters witnessed this firsthand?" Ran Yan asked unhurriedly.
Huan Kong hesitated, "I don't know."
"If you are even unaware of this, how can you be certain that what they said is true?" Autopsying was a solemn affair, and Ran Yan enjoyed the thrill of uncovering hidden causes of death, but put in another's shoes, she couldn't just take on tasks whenever a body appeared.
Helping Liu Pinrang was because it was to her benefit; with gains came losses. She occasionally wanted to benefit from the support of that mountain, so what did sacrificing a bit of her reputation matter? The Tang Dynasty was not a time when a woman's reputation was considered her life. So many 'warlike wives,' 'jealous wives,' even 'prostitutes,' were still living with vitality and nobody immersed them in a pig cage. It was about withstanding the pressure of public opinion.
As for this young nun, Ran Yan was not here to save all sentient beings—she couldn't manage that much.
