An Chuxue blinked, then covered her face involuntarily: "This isn't right, is it?"
An Chuxue was a proper, upright, and outstanding young woman. She really couldn't bring herself to do things like peeking at others for no reason!
She suddenly regretted choosing this particular hack; she should have picked another skill instead!
She shouldn't have believed the nonsense from the Ghost Messenger about being provided with the skill most suitable for her, guaranteeing she would shine brightly.
Han Jing certainly knew that there was something not quite right about this, but she was genuinely puzzled about what exactly was wrong with her mother's health. Whenever the topic came up, she could sense a certain helplessness and desolation in her eyes...
If it were the same condition as her own, with cold constitution, it would be beyond help. But her mother did not suffer from cold constitution; she was healthy and perfectly normal.
So this must be a private matter.
