Chapter 117: Making Peace

Upon hearing Han Li's words, the women's faces quickly turned from white to red, which actually added a touch of beauty to them!

Mistress Yan was the first to recover her composure from her annoyance. She lightly adjusted the jade hairpin on her bun and said calmly: "Even if you are truly a cultivator and don't fear this intoxicating scent, do you not care about the poison in your body?" She still played her final trump card.

Han Li's smiling expression froze the moment he heard this. Doctor Mo had indeed handed over the only weapon he could use to threaten him to these women.

"That's true, I am indeed afflicted with cold poison. But before the poison flares up, I don't mind killing everyone in your entire estate!" Han Li said this very plainly, but the ruthlessness in his words was clear to the women.

Mistress Yan was silent for a while and didn't speak. The others also remained silent. It seemed that when it came to matters of life and death, Mistress Yan was still the one who could make decisions in the Mo estate.

"Since we have mutual reservations and are unwilling to suffer mutual destruction, it seems we can only talk properly." Mistress Yan said calmly after a moment of silence.

"Of course, I don't want to die so miserably at such a young age!" With his own life at stake, Han Li didn't put on any airs and readily agreed to the other party's proposal.

Thus, he returned to sit opposite Mistress Yan.

"However, before we negotiate, I still want you to tell us the story of how my husband was harmed. After all, we were husband and wife; only by knowing his true cause of death can we sisters be at ease. But please rest assured, even if my husband truly died at your hands, we won't have any other thoughts. After all, we are orphans and widows; we couldn't possibly take an egg and strike it against a rock, seeking our own deaths!" Mistress Yan said the last sentence very sorrowfully, as if Han Li were a bully oppressing their women and children.

Seeing the other party's expression, Han Li couldn't help but feel a headache. Although he knew the other party was acting, seeing Mistress Yan's sorrowful appearance still made him feel a bit soft-hearted.

It wasn't as if telling them the story of Doctor Mo's death was a big deal; there was nothing to hide. Han Li believed that Doctor Mo's death was not his own fault, but rather the result of Yu Yu Zitong's and his own self-destruction.

"Fine! I can tell you the cause of Master Mo's death in detail. If you still insist on seeking revenge after hearing it, I am ready to accompany you at any time!" Han Li pondered for a moment before agreeing.

"Thank you, Young Master!" Mistress Yan's face immediately brightened with joy upon hearing Han Li's willingness to tell the truth.

"It happened like this. I was deceived by Master Mo, and after practicing the Changchun Gong for over four years, I discovered..."

Han Li slowly recounted how he had been deceived, poisoned by Doctor Mo, and forced to practice the Changchun Gong.

He told the story of how Doctor Mo wanted to occupy his body and attempt to be reborn, only to have his primordial spirit swallowed. Naturally, Yu Yu Zitong's appearance and the conspiracy he had set up were all recounted in detail. Finally, he mentioned that he had been afflicted with yin poison and had to come to Lanzhou to retrieve the Warm Sun Precious Jade to detoxify, including that as well. Han Li wanted these women to know that he was the true victim in the incident of Doctor Mo's death and that he didn't owe the Mo estate anything.

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

If Han Li's account was true, then their husband's death really couldn't be blamed on him. Moreover, the methods and schemes Doctor Mo used against him, as Han Li described, were very consistent with the habits and style of the man they remembered, and there was no contradiction with the information revealed in that secret letter. They estimated that the other party's words were likely mostly 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 Yu Zitong's schemes; otherwise, how could my husband have died?" Mistress Yan sighed softly and said words that made Han Li look at her in surprise.

"This Mistress Yan is too biased toward her husband. With one sentence, she lightly pushed all the blame for Doctor Mo's mistakes onto the dead Yu Yu Zitong, clearing her husband completely as if he were also a victim." Han Li stared at Mistress Yan with wide eyes. Although he didn't say anything, the strange expression in his eyes revealed everything.

Under Han Li's gaze, Mistress Yan didn't blush or skip a beat, acting as if she didn't see it.

Han Li sneered inwardly. This woman's thick-skinned nature seemed no less than a man's! He couldn't help but glance at the expressions of the others.

The Third Mistress, Liu, was still smiling, showing no change at all. Seeing Han Li look over, she even gave him a flirtatious wink, leaving Han Li speechless.

The Second Mistress, Li, seeing Han Li look at her, felt somewhat uneasy and lowered her head slightly. As expected of a former young lady from a scholarly family, she was sensible and clearly felt ashamed of Mistress Yan's words just now.

As for the Fifth Mistress, Wang, although this cold and elegant young woman remained expressionless, her fingers, which were tightly intertwined, revealed the abnormality in her heart. As for what her true mindset was, Han Li didn't know.

"However, according to what you just said, Young Master, since there is no deep hatred between us, the negotiation will be easier to conduct." Mistress Yan parted her apricot lips and said gloomily.

Han Li heard this and turned back, saying indifferently: "What is there to negotiate? Just give me the Warm Sun Precious Jade, and I will turn around and leave, never to disturb the Mo estate again!"

"That won't do!" Mistress Yan smiled slightly and immediately refused.

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

"Young Master must have heard about the dire situation of the Mo estate outside my room yesterday. You should understand very well that without external help, it is only a matter of time before the Mo estate is wiped out. If that is the case, it would be better to let you do it and kill us sisters completely, ending it all!" Mistress Yan's eyes turned red, and she said pitifully.

After hearing this, Han Li stared at Mistress Yan without speaking, watching until her cheeks turned crimson, yet she still stubbornly refused to avoid Han Li's gaze.

Han Li let out a long breath. He now knew where that little demoness Mo Mo Caihuan had learned her tricks; she was clearly a replica of this Mistress Yan demoness.

===== CHAPTER 118 =====