Chapter 117: Reconciliation

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Upon hearing Han Li's words, the faces of these women quickly changed from pale to red, adding a touch of charm to them!

Madam Yan was the first to recover from her anger. She gently adjusted the jade hairpin on her hair and calmly said, "Even if you are truly a cultivator and are not afraid of this intoxicating incense, don't you care about the poison in your body?" She still pulled out her final trump card.

Han Li's smiling expression turned cold as soon as he heard this. Doctor Mo had indeed entrusted these women with the only weapon that could threaten him.

"That's right, I do have cold poison in my body. But before the poison takes effect, I don't mind wiping out everyone in your entire household!" Han Li said calmly, but the fierceness in his words was unmistakable, making the women tremble.

Madam Yan remained silent for a moment without speaking. The other women followed suit. It seemed that when it came to matters of life and death, Madam Yan was the one who could make the decisions in the Mo Family.

"Since we are mutually cautious and unwilling to suffer losses, it seems that we can only have a good talk." After a moment of silence, Madam Yan calmly said.

"Of course, I don't want to die so young!" When it came to his own life, Han Li didn't put on any airs and readily agreed to her proposal.

So, he returned to sit across from Madam Yan.

"However, before we negotiate, I would like to ask you to tell us about the circumstances of my husband's death. After all, we were a married couple, and we need to know the true cause of his death in order to be at ease. But rest assured, even if my husband did die at your hands, we won't have any other thoughts. After all, we are widows and orphans and can't seek death by confronting stones with eggs!" Madam Yan's last sentence was filled with sorrow, as if Han Li was the tyrant who bullied them.

Seeing Madam Yan's expression, Han Li couldn't help feeling a headache. Although he knew she was acting, seeing Madam Yan's pitiful appearance still softened his heart.

It was just telling them about the circumstances of Doctor Mo's death. There was nothing to conceal about this matter. After all, Han Li believed that Doctor Mo's death was not his fault, but the fault of Yu Zitong and his own actions.

"Alright! I can tell you in detail about the cause of Doctor Mo's death. If you still insist on seeking revenge after listening, I will accompany you at any time!" After a moment of contemplation, Han Li agreed.

"Thank you, sir!" Madam Yan's expression brightened when she heard that Han Li was willing to tell the truth.

"It's like this. I was deceived by Doctor Mo and only discovered after practicing Changchun Gong for more than four years..." Han Li slowly recounted the thrilling story of being deceived by Doctor Mo, poisoned by him, and forced to practice Changchun Gong.

He also narrated how Doctor Mo wanted to occupy his body and attempt to be reborn but ended up being devoured by Han Li's spirit. Of course, he also explained the appearance of Yu Zitong and his conspiracy. Finally, he revealed the matter of being poisoned and having to come to Lanzhou to obtain the Warm Sun Precious Jade to detoxify. Han Li wanted these women to know that in the event of Doctor Mo's death, he was the real victim and owed the Mo Family nothing.

After listening to Han Li's thrilling story, Madam Yan and the others looked at each other.

If Han Li's account was true, then their husband's death couldn't be blamed on him. Moreover, what Han Li said about Doctor Mo's methods and cunning schemes was very consistent with their impressions of him, and it was also consistent with some information revealed in the anonymous letter. It seemed that Han Li's words were mostly true.

"If what you said is true, then my husband's death shouldn't be blamed on you. It's all because of Yu Zitong's schemes. Otherwise, how could my husband have died?" Madam Yan sighed lightly, expressing words that made Han Li suspicious.

"Madam Yan is really biased towards her husband. She casually shifts all the blame onto Yu Zitong's dead body, absolving her husband of any guilt, as if he was also a victim." Han Li stared at Madam Yan with widened eyes, not saying anything, but his strange expression revealed his thoughts.

Under Han Li's gaze, Madam Yan remained impassive, as if she didn't notice it.

Han Li couldn't help but smile bitterly. This woman's thick skin was comparable to a man's! He couldn't help but look at the expressions of the other women.

Madam Liu still had a smile on her face, unchanged, and when she saw Han Li looking over, she even flashed him a flirtatious glance, leaving Han Li speechless.

Madam Li, on the other hand, seemed a bit uneasy when Han Li looked at her. She lowered her head slightly, seemingly ashamed of what Madam Yan had just said.

As for Madam Wang, the elegant young woman, although her expression remained unchanged, the fingers she tightly intertwined exposed her inner turmoil. However, Han Li didn't know what her mentality was.

"However, as you said, there is no deep-seated hatred between us, so it's better to negotiate." Madam Yan's lips curled up as she said softly.

Upon hearing Madam Yan's words, Han Li turned back and said indifferently, "What's there to negotiate? You give me the Warm Sun Precious Jade, and I'll leave immediately without bothering the Mo Family anymore!"

"That's not possible!" Madam Yan smiled faintly and immediately refused.

"Why not?" Han Li didn't get angry and asked

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"Sir, yesterday, you should have heard many things about the Mo Family's dire situation outside my room! You should understand that without external help, it's only a matter of time before the Mo Family is wiped out. If that's the case, it would be better for you to take action and kill us sisters cleanly, ending it all!" Madam Yan's eyes reddened, and she spoke pitifully.

After listening to this, Han Li stared at Madam Yan in surprise, not saying a word, but looking at Madam Yan's flushed cheeks and her stubborn refusal to avoid his gaze.

Han Li sighed inwardly. Now he knew where Mo Caihuan, that little fox, learned her tricks from. It was clearly a copy of this Madam Yan.

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