Madam Xu and the steward were just taken to the Judicial Hall by Yun Shan.
Patriarch Xu was still lying on the ground, lifeless.
Indeed, those medicinal herbs could not be used to make any lethal poisons, but that's only for the average Ancient Medicine practitioner.
For Ying Zijin, all she needed to do was alter the dosage of the herbs and the order in which they were added to the medicine furnace, and she could refine a new Pill.
This Pill was highly beneficial for healthy individuals.
However, Patriarch Xu's body was already broken. Such an excessively nourishing medicine not only failed to cure his poison, but also, due to its overwhelming potency, his body couldn't withstand it, and he perished.
Foo Chen hurried to follow: "Old... Auntie, this is Miss Ying."
He then said to the girl, "Miss Ying, this is my aunt."
Ying Zijin looked up, her face fully exposed to view.
Foo Xi's fingers trembled even more violently as she struggled to contain her emotions: "You, leave."
