Chapter 115: Peace Talks

The women’s faces quickly changed from white to red after hearing Han Li’s words, which only added to their charm.

Madam Yan was the first to recover from her anger. She lightly adjusted the jade hairpin in her bun and calmly said, “Even if you are an immortal cultivator and aren't afraid of this hallucinogenic incense, aren't you concerned about the potent yin poison in your body?” She had played her last card.

Han Li’s smiling expression immediately turned cold when he heard this. Doctor Mo had indeed given the only weapon that could threaten him to these women.

“That’s right, I do have the cold poison. But before the poison takes effect, I don’t mind wiping out your entire household!” Han Li’s words were spoken very calmly, but the ruthlessness within them was clearly discernible to the women.

Madam Yan was silent for a moment, not speaking. The other women also remained quiet. It seemed that when it came to matters of life and death, the Fourth Madam Yan was still the decision-maker in the Mo residence.

“Since we are both wary of each other and don’t wish for mutual destruction, it seems we can only have a proper discussion,” Madam Yan said calmly after a period of silence.

“Of course, I also don’t want to die ignobly at such a young age!” Since it concerned his own life, Han Li didn’t put on airs and readily agreed to her proposal.

So, he returned to Madam Yan’s opposite side and sat down.

“However, before we discuss, I would like to ask you to explain the circumstances of my husband’s death. After all, we were husband and wife, and only by knowing his true cause of death can we find peace of mind. Please rest assured, even if my husband truly died by your hand, we won’t have any other thoughts. After all, we are orphans and widows; it’s impossible for us to bash an egg against a stone and seek our own demise!” Madam Yan’s last sentence was spoken with deep sorrow, as if Han Li were the bully tormenting them, the women and children.

Upon seeing her expression, Han Li felt a headache coming on. Although he knew she was acting, he still felt a bit soft-hearted seeing Madam Yan’s pitiful look.

Wasn’t it just telling them how Doctor Mo died? There was nothing to hide about it. After all, Han Li believed that Doctor Mo’s death was not his fault but rather due to Yu Zhitong and his own self-inflicted actions.

“Alright! I can tell you the details of Master Mo’s death. If, after hearing it, you still insist on seeking revenge, I am ready to oblige!” Han Li pondered for a moment before agreeing.

“Thank you, young sir!” Madam Yan’s face immediately brightened with joy upon hearing Han Li’s willingness to tell the truth.

“It happened like this: after I was deceived by Master Mo into practicing the Evergreen Art for over four years, I discovered…”

Han Li unhurriedly recounted how he was deceived, poisoned by Doctor Mo, and forced to practice the Evergreen Art.

He explained how Doctor Mo had tried to take over his body, attempting rebirth through possession but having his nascent soul devoured. Of course, Yu Zhitong’s appearance and his conspiracy were also described in detail. Finally, he even mentioned discovering the yin poison in his body and his necessity to come to Lanzhou to retrieve the Warm Yang Jade for detoxification. Han Li wanted these women to know that he was the true victim in Doctor Mo’s death and that he owed the Mo residence nothing.

Upon hearing Han Li’s thrilling story, Madam Yan and the others couldn't help but look at each other.

If what Han Li said was true, then their husband’s death truly couldn’t be blamed on him. Moreover, the methods and schemes Doctor Mo used, as described by Han Li, were highly consistent with the habits and conduct of the person they remembered. Furthermore, there was no contradiction with the information revealed in that secret letter. It was likely that Han Li’s account was largely true.

“If everything you said is true, then my husband’s death should indeed not be your responsibility. This should all be blamed on Yu Zhitong’s cunning plot; otherwise, how would my husband have died?” Madam Yan sighed softly, uttering words that made Han Li raise an eyebrow.

*This Madam Yan is too biased towards her husband. With a single sentence, she casually shifted all of Doctor Mo’s faults onto that dead man, Yu Zhitong, completely clearing her husband as if he were a victim too.* Han Li stared at Madam Yan with wide eyes. Though he said nothing, the strange expression in his gaze conveyed his thoughts entirely.

Under Han Li’s gaze, Madam Yan remained unblushing and unfazed, seemingly oblivious.

Han Li inwardly gave a bitter smile. When this woman became brazen, she seemed no less so than a man! He couldn't help but glance at the expressions of the other women.

The Third Madam Liu still had her usual smiling expression, completely unchanged. When she saw Han Li look over, she even winked flirtatiously at him, leaving Han Li speechless.

The Second Madam Li, upon seeing Han Li look at her, seemed a bit flustered and slightly lowered her head. As expected of someone who was once a well-bred young lady, cultivated and sensible, she clearly felt some shame regarding Madam Yan’s recent words.

As for the Fifth Madam Wang, this cold and beautiful young woman maintained a poker face, but her tightly intertwined fingers betrayed her inner turmoil. Han Li, however, had no idea what her exact state of mind was.

“However, according to what you just said, since there is no deep-seated animosity between us, then our discussions for peace should proceed more smoothly,” Madam Yan said softly, opening her apricot-shaped lips.

Hearing Madam Yan’s words, Han Li turned back to her and said indifferently, “What is there to discuss? You give me the Warm Yang Jade, and I’ll turn around and leave, never bothering the Mo residence again!”

“That won’t do!” Madam Yan smiled faintly and immediately refused.

“Why not?” Han Li asked, not getting angry.

“Young sir, yesterday outside my quarters, you must have heard a lot about the difficult situation of the Mo residence! You should understand that without external help, it’s only a matter of time before our Mo residence is annihilated. If that’s the case, it would be better for you to act and kill all of us sisters, ending it once and for all!” Madam Yan’s eyes reddened as she spoke pitifully.

After hearing this, Han Li stared at Madam Yan strangely without speaking, watching until Madam Yan’s cheeks flushed pink, yet she stubbornly refused to avoid his gaze.

Han Li exhaled a long breath. Now he knew where that little vixen Mo Caihuan learned her tricks from; she was clearly a carbon copy of this vixen, Madam Yan, right before him.