The Possibility of Cultivation

"Forgive you? My wife is dead, killed by your poison!" Wang angrily declared. The loss of his wife was something no amount of money could compensate for.

"What do you want, then?" Dr. Bai sounded somewhat impatient. He feared the red-clothed woman beside Xu Yan, not Wang. A mere mortal dared to negotiate with him, which displeased him.

"I will report to the law enforcement team and have you, this murderous quack, locked up in prison," Wang pointed at Dr. Bai, full of resentment. His love for his wife had turned into intense hatred for Dr. Bai, and he wished to see him suffer.

"Hmph!" Dr. Bai snorted, "I made a mistake with the medicine, but I didn't intend to harm your wife. Please get that straight, and don't tarnish my reputation."

He glanced warily at Xue Mei, fearing that she might take action against him.

"Let's go, Wang. Just report to the law enforcement team directly; arguing with him won't help." Xu Yan looked at Wang, who still wanted to argue with Dr. Bai, and spoke.