She picked up the cane on her side and stood up. With a stank face, she hissed at Jun Yexuan and headed down the mountain.
"You!" Jun Yexuan was about to follow when Qiao Qing stopped him.
She chased after the woman and checked out her basket. There were at least 10 silver mulberries inside the basket.
Qiao Qing gently coughed and negotiated, "Granny, I want to buy a silver mulberry off you. You can speak of a price. I just want one."
The granny didn't even look at her, "No! I'm not selling it!"
"Old woman, are you okay?" Mu Jinghang spat out the grass in his mouth and shouted, "What do you need that for?! We need it to save a life! We only want one and we aren't just taking it for free!"
The old woman picked up her cane and tapped it against his head, "You bastard! Watch your tone!"
Mu Jinghang covered his head with his hand and shrieked in pain. As he rubbed his head, he retreated, "Why are you hitting me?!"
