"Simply beasts."
Upon hearing this, Xin Lin temporarily put aside the matter of Gui Hu holding the Oiran.
"Sister Xin Lin, when Master Ji passed away, he entrusted half of the Taoyao Pavilion to you. I beg you, for the sake of Master Ji, please save me and my sisters. We don't want to live like ghosts, dependent on those soups, but in our current state, even if we escape, we won't survive."
The Oiran's eyes were red as she sobbed.
She had tried to stop taking the soups.
But after stopping the soups, within half a day at most, she would feel unbearable, like a thousand worms crawling inside her body, very uncomfortable.
She didn't know what to do.
The appearance of Xin Lin and Gui Hu gave the Oiran one last glimmer of hope.
She also knew that when Master Ji was gravely ill, it was Xin Lin who cured the Oiran.
