As the door opened, Maria instantly caught a whiff of the stench of rotting meat, causing her to instinctively step back.
That very step was immediately noticed by the old woman, whose face turned grim and sinister.
Just as the old woman was about to question, Yang Xiao interrupted.
He handed the prepared silver pieces over, stuffing them into the old woman's hand. "Granny Mai Mu, we are monks newly arrived at the Holy Temple, here specifically to visit you and have a chat."
"Oh, monks from the Holy Temple, please...please come in..." Upon confirming the silver in her hand, the old woman's displeasure vanished, and she quickly retreated to make space for them to enter the room.
Maria: "..."
It wasn't just the allure of silver; it indirectly confirmed the identity of Yang Xiao and the others.
After all, few in town would spend money on a useless blind old woman, except for those kind monks from the temple.
