The lady of Flying Fish Manor was a clean freak, distressed by the touch of strangers. As such, Jiang Moxian carefully covered her wrist with a layer of light gauze to protect her.
But despite this, Jiang Tian still resented this group of opportunistic Martial World charlatans for tarnishing her mother's purity. This emotion reached a boiling point when Shi Xiaole, like everyone else in the room, furrowed his brows and prepared to declare that he was powerless to help.
Ignoring Jiang Tian, Shi Xiaole turned to Jiang Moxian: "If I were to cure your wife, what do you plan on offering as gratitude?"
The room fell silent.
Jiang Tian found her words caught in her throat.
Jiang Moxian, seeing the subtext in Shi Xiaole's words, pupils contracting sharply, forced himself to remain calm, "I do not know what you mean by…"
"I am confident I can cure your wife."
Shi Xiaole said casually.