Xia Wenjin smiled. "If the other three senior brothers didn't know Master's back pain, that might be possible. Master has always been strong, but Mu Ziyu, you surely knew." She sighed softly, "Sister Mu, do you think, although my ointment is useful to you, I have ulterior motives, intending to use this opportunity to harm your Master?"
Mu Ziyu smiled and said, "Do you think I should think that way?"
Xia Wenjin looked at her seriously and said, "You should think that way. After all, to you, my background is unknown, and my identity is unclear. If I told you that a senior of mine was an old acquaintance of your Master and knew his condition, and that he sent me to heal him, would you believe it?"
Mu Ziyu laughed. This young girl speaks interestingly. How could there be so many 'ifs' in this world?
She scrutinized Xia Wenjin with sharp eyes, "If you claim it's an old acquaintance, then surely names can be exchanged. May I know who this senior might be?"
