Actually, there was no need for Little Hongtang to go and remind her; Immortal Miaoshan had already stepped down from the carriage.
She had listened to the conversation between that doctor and Calculation, and now stood at a distance, glancing towards the village.
Even though her heart felt empty, just the expression on her face alone reflected a kind of compassion for the world.
Then, she gently beckoned Little Douguan over, as if everything was under control, and whispered, "In the Disaster Stealing Sect, how do they measure the disaster aura again?"
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Little Douguan was taken aback, then shook his little head and hurried to climb into her carriage.
Underneath a pile of jewelry, clothing, snacks, and trendy items, he found a dusty box.
He felt relieved that even though Aunt Miaoshan was not diligent in her duties, at least she hadn't discarded the essentials of her old trade.
