I arranged a marriage for you, not made you invincible under a disguise.

"Who dares to kill someone here!"

The old man gripped the broom, his anger blazing, and shouted, "Is this a place for you to kill people?! Whoever you are, go outside and do your killing! You dare to dirty my garden? You'll regret it!"

The red dot locked on Shen Sixi's brow flickered, hesitated, and then disappeared.

Shen Sixi thoughtfully raised her hand and touched her forehead.

The old man looked at her again and said irritably, "You people are always fighting and causing trouble. Get out! Don't dirty my herb garden! I don't care where you're from, I'll let you go today, but if you dare show your face again, I'll make you wish you were dead!"

The old man was in a panic because one of the medicinal herbs was missing, and he couldn't be bothered to argue with a girl who had appeared out of nowhere.

Shen Sixi seemed oblivious to the old man's rude attitude and wasn't angry. She glanced at the medicinal herbs behind him and said calmly, "Just now, I heard you say that one of the herbs was missing?"

"What's it to you?" The old man looked at Shen Sixi impatiently; he was annoyed by this matter.

"Did you let those birds steal my medicine?" The old man looked at Shen Sixi suspiciously.

In fact, the old man himself knew that this was impossible.

The birds in his garden are almost like spirits; they are all incredibly intelligent and perceptive.

If someone breaks in, these birds will chirp and chatter to warn him.

I just ate a little too much.

Old man: "Enough with the nonsense. If you don't leave now, you won't have a chance to leave."

Shen Sixi was slightly speechless; this old man's temper was just too terrible.

Shen Sixi became less polite and said bluntly, "You saved me just now. I know a little about pharmacology. In return, I can help you think of a solution."

"You?" The old man looked Shen Sixi up and down, his face full of disbelief.

"Fine, don't believe me then." Shen Sixi lost her patience and turned to leave.

"Wait!" For some reason, the old man called out to Shen Sixi after she left.

Shen Sixi stopped with her back to the old man.

The old man cleared his throat. "Who exactly sent you?"

Shen Sixi turned around and replied, "Those people from the Angel Temple were chasing me, and I ended up here without even realizing it."

The old man sneered, "These scumbags again!"

The old man looked at her and indeed saw several shallow scars on her body.

He raised his chin and said reservedly, "Since you know about medicine, find some herbs from my garden to stop the bleeding."

If a third person were here, they would be utterly astonished to hear this.

The old man's surname was Huang, and he was known as Old Huang. Old Huang loved his garden the most.

He planted every single plant and tree in the garden himself. He cherished the garden more than his own life and never allowed anyone to touch it.

He was a highly skilled doctor who saved countless lives, and no organization dared to provoke him.

Even the Lord of the Temple of Angels could only obediently listen to his instructions.

Even more impressive than his medical skills was his expertise in poisons.

He comes from a family of poison makers, and while he has saved countless lives, he has also killed countless others.

Those who dare to break into his medicinal garden and steal his herbs are all fearless scoundrels.

Shen Sixi was unaware of these things. Upon hearing this, she nodded calmly and said, "Since you put it that way, I'll just pick whatever I like."

Old Huang put down his broom, looked up, and saw Shen Sixi calmly remove the most precious medicine from his yard.

Old Huang's heart was bleeding: !!!

Old Huang asked incredulously, "You used this to stop the bleeding?!"

Shen Sixi replied matter-of-factly, "This works great! It not only stops bleeding and accelerates wound healing, but it can also eliminate the scars left after the wound heals."

Of course, you should pick the best. If there are better-performing herbs available, why would you leave them unpicked and instead pick the common ones?

Old Huang was once again quite angry with Shen Sixi.

Now he no longer doubted Shen Sixi's abilities; this girl was too shrewd.

But if even he's having a headache, what can she do to help?

Old Huang believed that Shen Sixi knew about medicinal herbs, but he still didn't think Shen Sixi could help him.

However, since she had already taken all the good medicine, Old Huang didn't want to let her leave for nothing.

It's okay if we can't help, but it's not too much to ask her to work for free for a few days, right?

Old Huang sneered, "Little girl, you have some discernment. I underestimated you. Since you can identify medicinal herbs, stay here and assist me."

Assisting Master Huang is something many people would kill for.

Shen Sixi refused decisively: "I never work as someone else's assistant."

She walked towards the pile of medicinal herbs and said casually, "Let's go see what's missing."

Old Huang was surprised to be rejected and stood there, puffing out his beard and glaring.

Master Huang is preparing an antidote.

He was skilled at making drugs, but he didn't love drugs.

He hurt many people in his early years, and he also had his own helplessness.

There was a child who was accidentally injured by him.

Because of his momentary lapse, the child went blind.

Not every poison has an antidote. Some poisons are made specifically to kill people. The poison makers only think about how to maximize the toxicity and never think about developing an antidote.

The medicine used on that child was highly toxic. Old Huang spent several years searching for medicinal herbs, planting them, researching them, and combining them... but failed countless times.

Even if the bird hadn't stolen the medicinal herb, Old Huang couldn't be sure that this time they would succeed.

Old Huang didn't tell Shen Sixi about the child, nor did he mention the poison or antidote. He simply showed her the medicinal herbs on display and then told her what medicine she was missing.

He had no hope, so he didn't bother to say much.

Shen Sixi looked at them one by one and casually said, "Oh, it's medicine for the eyes."

"What kind of poison did that person get? It looks quite potent," Shen Sixi asked.

Not every poison has a name, but Huang Lao's poisons do.

At the time, that medicine was one of his proudest creations.

Old Huang said with a complicated expression, "It's half a moon."

Shen Sixi paused for a moment: "Half a moon?"

This poison is quite famous; Shen Sixi had heard Xiao Hua mention it.

She thought for a moment: "If it's a half-moon shape, even if the medicinal ingredient is still there, it won't be an antidote."

Old Huang knew this would be the case, and sighed.

Shen Sixi sized him up a few times: "Old Huang?"

Old Huang was startled and looked up.

He could tell that this girl didn't know him before.

Is it because of the half-moon that I suddenly recognized him?

However, although many people know him as a drug maker and many people know about Half Moon, no one knows that Half Moon was made by him.

Even his closest friends and family didn't know.

Who exactly is this girl?

That makes sense; someone being hunted down by the Temple of Angels couldn't possibly be an ordinary person.

Old Huang looked at her with suspicion and asked, "Who exactly are you?"

"I'm here to help you."

Shen Sixi calmly said, "As long as you tell me the ingredients for making Half Moon, I can develop an antidote for you."

"But I've helped you so much, it's not too much to ask that I come to your garden to get medicinal herbs whenever I need them in the future, is it?"

Old Huang's eyes twitched slightly.