"This..." Lady Zhang's expression twisted with distress, "What can I plan? Alas. Our Manman..., Sixth Master..., perhaps can't..."
When faced with helpless situations, some people instinctively choose denial, denying the existence of such predicaments. Lady Zhang's current mood was precisely so.
Yan Daopo sat in her chair, scrutinizing Lady Zhang's expression. She could see that Lady Zhang's emotions were in disarray, which made her secretly rejoice. However, she had already said so much, and yet Lady Zhang didn't proactively bring up the matter of the Divine Medicine she had mentioned earlier, leaving her feeling a bit disappointed.
