Shulan startled, "Miss, what do you think is wrong?"
Xin He's gaze unintentionally swept over the faces in the room before she spoke. "You know what happened that day, I was almost killed by that black bear."
As she spoke, she sighed lightly, "How can I easily let go of this? Tell me, why did the black bear only chase me and no one else?"
"The servant heard from the Dali Temple that it seems to be because of the make-up powder."
Xin He retorted: "But, that black bear was so ferocious and seemed impossible to kill, how do you explain that?"
At these words, both Shulan and the usually reticent Jinxiu grew tense. "Could there be more to this than meets the eye?"
Xin He patted her chest and said, "I don't know either. It's just a conjecture. I need to find an opportunity to go to Dali Temple and report my doubts. Otherwise, I'm afraid there will be more twists and turns in this."
Shulan hesitated to speak, "But if that's the case, wouldn't you need evidence?"