The old Taoist's face instantly froze; he had been conning people for years, and those ignorant women had all been easily fooled by him.
Never before had he been so humiliated, and a cold anger appeared on his face.
Shu Ci, sharp-eyed, thought to herself that she had likely hurt the old Taoist's feelings.
After all, he meant well, offering himself as food, yet she found numerous faults and was not satisfied, leaving the fox feeling somewhat embarrassed.
She smiled again and said: "Your body, even if trimmed down, would barely make one dish, so why waste your life so generously?
You are a good person and ought to live a long life; I don't need to eat you."
With Shu Ci's smile, the old Taoist, blinded by infatuation, was instantly bewildered, and he laughed:
"How could such a lady have such a foolish nature? Don't have such naive thoughts. If your husband could regain his health, would he be lingering in sickness for this long?
