After hearing Han Li’s words, the women’s faces quickly flushed from pale, adding a touch of delicate charm to their appearance!
Lady Yan was the first to regain her composure from the anger. She gently adjusted the jade hairpin in her bun and calmly said, “Even if you truly are a cultivator and unafraid of this bewitching incense, do you not fear the Yin poison in your body?” She had played her final card.
Upon hearing this, Han Li’s previously smiling expression instantly turned cold. It seemed that Doctor Mo had indeed handed over the only weapon that could threaten him to these women.
“Indeed, I do have the cold poison in my body. But before it takes effect, I wouldn’t mind slaughtering every last person in your mansion.” Han Li’s tone was calm, but the ruthlessness in his words was unmistakable to the women.
Lady Yan fell silent for a moment, not speaking. The others followed suit, clearly indicating that when it came to matters of life and death, the fourth wife, Lady Yan, was the one in charge at the Mo Mansion.
“Since we both have our reservations and neither wishes to suffer mutual destruction, it seems we have no choice but to talk properly,” Lady Yan said coolly after a moment of silence.
“Of course. I have no intention of dying a pitiful death at such a young age,” Han Li replied, not putting on any airs when it came to his own life. He readily agreed to her proposal.
Thus, he returned to his seat opposite Lady Yan.
“However, before we begin our discussion, I would like to ask you to recount the circumstances of my husband’s death. After all, we were once husband and wife, and it would put our minds at ease to know the true cause of his death. But rest assured, even if he did die at your hands, we harbor no ill intentions. We are but widows and orphans—we would not foolishly seek death by challenging a force far beyond our strength.” Lady Yan’s final words carried a tone of sorrow, as though Han Li were a tyrant bullying helpless women and children.
Seeing her expression, Han Li felt a headache coming on. Although he knew she was acting, her pitiful demeanor still softened his heart somewhat.
What harm was there in telling them about Doctor Mo’s death? After all, Han Li believed he was not at fault—it was Yu Zitong’s scheme and Doctor Mo’s own actions that led to his demise.
“Very well. I can tell you in detail how Master Mo died. If, after hearing it, you still insist on seeking revenge, I will be ready at any time.” After a moment of contemplation, Han Li agreed.
“Thank you, young master!” Lady Yan’s face brightened with relief upon hearing his willingness to speak the truth.
“This is what happened. I was deceived by Master Mo into practicing the Evergreen Art for over four years before I realized…”
Han Li calmly recounted how he was tricked, poisoned, and forced to practice the Evergreen Art by Doctor Mo. He detailed how Doctor Mo attempted to seize his body to achieve rebirth but instead had his soul devoured. He also truthfully revealed Yu Zitong’s involvement and the conspiracy he had orchestrated. Finally, he explained how he discovered the Yin poison in his body and had no choice but to come to Lanzhou to seek the Warm Sun Jade for detoxification. Han Li wanted these women to understand that he was the true victim in Doctor Mo’s death and that he owed the Mo Mansion nothing.
After hearing Han Li’s thrilling tale, the women exchanged glances.
If what Han Li said was true, then their husband’s death could not be blamed on him. Moreover, the methods and schemes Doctor Mo had used against Han Li aligned perfectly with their impression of his habits and style. There were also no contradictions with the information hinted at in the secret letter. It seemed likely that Han Li’s account was largely truthful.
“If everything you’ve said is true, then my husband’s death should not be blamed on you. It was all due to Yu Zitong’s schemes—otherwise, how could my husband have met such an end?” Lady Yan sighed softly, saying something that made Han Li glance at her sideways.
“Lady Yan is far too biased toward her husband. With a single sentence, she shifts all the blame onto the dead Yu Zitong, absolving her husband entirely as if he were also a victim.” Han Li stared at Lady Yan wide-eyed. Though he said nothing, the strange look in his eyes conveyed his thoughts clearly.
Under Han Li’s gaze, Lady Yan remained unflinching and unashamed, acting as though she noticed nothing.
Han Li inwardly sighed. When it came to thick skin, women were no less capable than men! He couldn’t help but glance at the expressions of the other women.
The third wife, Lady Liu, still wore a cheerful smile, utterly unchanged. When she noticed Han Li looking her way, she even flirtatiously winked at him, leaving Han Li speechless.
The second wife, Lady Li, grew somewhat uneasy under Han Li’s gaze and slightly lowered her head. True to her background as a well-bred lady, she seemed somewhat ashamed of Lady Yan’s earlier words.
As for the fifth wife, Lady Wang, this cold and elegant young woman remained expressionless, but her tightly intertwined fingers betrayed her inner turmoil. What exactly she was thinking, Han Li had no idea.
“However, based on what you’ve just said, since there is no deep-seated hatred between us, negotiations should proceed even more smoothly,” Lady Yan said softly, her apricot-like lips parting slightly.
Hearing this, Han Li turned back and replied indifferently, “What is there to discuss? Hand over the Warm Sun Jade to me, and I will leave immediately, never to bother the Mo Mansion again!”
“That won’t do,” Lady Yan said with a faint smile, immediately rejecting his proposal.
“Why not?” Han Li asked, unperturbed.
“Young master, you must have overheard quite a bit about the Mo Mansion’s dire situation outside my room yesterday. You understand perfectly well that without external help, it is only a matter of time before our entire household is wiped out. If that’s the case, it would be better for you to simply kill all of us sisters and be done with it.” Lady Yan’s eyes reddened as she spoke pitifully.
Han Li listened silently, staring strangely at Lady Yan until her cheeks flushed red. Yet, she stubbornly refused to avert her gaze.
Han Li let out a long sigh. Now he knew where Mo Caihuan, that little enchantress, had learned her tricks—she was clearly a carbon copy of Lady Yan, the enchantress before him.
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