To this kind of talk, Young Mrs. Su scoffed.
When she was in her boudoir, she might have seen such stories in the tales, but in this world, how could there be any Immortals.
Yet looking at the person in front of her, young and beautiful, standing together with her parents-in-law, no one would find it strange if they were told they were father-daughter or mother-daughter.
She couldn't figure out how such an obvious scam could go unnoticed by everyone present.
Even her husband was like this, all his usual cleverness seemed to have disappeared.
In front of Su Li, Young Mrs. Su was like a blank sheet of paper, her inner wariness and displeasure, though well-concealed, were still apparent to Su Li.
However, her feelings were not within the scope of Su Li's concerns, so she merely glanced at her before dismissing her from her mind.
Now, what troubled her most was how these two old folks, at such an age, still had so much energy.
