Zhang Meijuan knew that the old Taoist she was acquainted with really had some abilities.
But looking at the young girl's age,
even if she had started cultivating from the womb, she likely wasn't as skilled as the old Taoist.
Zhang Meijuan didn't know where she got the courage to claim so confidently that she was more reliable than the old Taoist.
But that statement sounded unreliable.
She subconsciously said, "Since the old Abbot is no longer here, then let's forget it. I, I will think of another way myself."
"You came to find the old Taoist to look for someone?", Jiangli interrupted her as she was about to leave, "To find your husband, to be precise, to find the culprit who harmed your husband?"
Zhang Meijuan was shocked and exclaimed, "How... how do you know?"