However, Qiao Mu, who was versed in medicine and had even focused on studying the meridians in a human's body, did not feel anything. She merely furrowed her brows in distaste. She pulverized that skeleton with a wave of her hand.
Madam Zhang truly had gone for wool and come back shorn. She had wanted to strengthen herself but had instead become food for the little tree's fragment.
Tsk!
She really didn't know what to say about this Madam Zhang.
How delighted must she be. She had lost her second son, and her daughter had run away. In the future when her husband married another wife, Zhang Wuxiang would not be having it easy with a stepmom.
However, this all had nothing to do with Qiao Mu.
Right now, she was ambling along the central area where the branches intersected. She looked like she was on a leisurely walk, without the slightest worry that this seed doppelgänger was going to suck the life out of her.
