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

Old Huang was dumbfounded.

???

He stared blankly at Shen Sixi, all the excitement and exhilaration he had felt from curing Xiao Qi vanishing.

What did she say she wanted? She wanted him to help her get her hands on the Temple of Angels?

Why doesn't she ask him to get the stars from the sky?

Old Huang couldn't believe it: "What do you want?"

Perhaps his eyesight is failing or he has hearing problems?

Shen Sixi patiently repeated, "I want the Temple of Angels, I want to be the Temple Master of the Temple of Angels."

"Why don't you just fly to the sky!" Old Huang finally blurted out those words.

Old Huang, his face contorted with rage, shouted, "Who do you think I am? What do you think the Temple of Angels is? This garden is all I have for you. Take it or leave it!"

Old Huang now even thinks it would be wonderful if she wanted his garden.

"I don't want your garden." Shen Sixi shook her head; she could get any medicinal herbs she needed anyway.

Shen Sixi: "I'm not going to stay here anyway, and even if I take this garden, I won't have time to take care of it."

Old Huang: "You don't have time to manage the Temple of Angels either."

Shen Sixi: "Then I want one too."

Old Huang was at a loss for words.

How could he not be able to give away his precious garden?

Who wouldn't want this garden full of precious medicinal herbs?

In her opinion, is it not even as good as the Temple of Angels?

Old Huang couldn't help but feel indignant on behalf of his medicinal herb garden: "How is the Angel Temple better than my medicinal herb garden? Those people only know how to fight and kill all day long, and all they care about is money!"

Old Huang: "Look at my place again, it's quiet and peaceful, far from the hustle and bustle."

"Okay, okay, I'll take them all."

Shen Sixi, with an air of "since you insist on giving it to me, I have no choice," reluctantly accepted the garden.

Huang Lao: ...

Old Huang: "You've got a good idea!"

Old Master Huang: "We can't have it all, we can only have this garden!"

Shen Sixi didn't speak, but frowned and carefully examined him.

Old Huang felt uneasy under her gaze: "W-what are you doing?"

Shen Sixi shook her head, sighed, and leaned back.

Old Huang keenly sensed there was a trap here, but he still couldn't help but pry: "What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Shen Sixi shook her head again, looking unwilling to say more.

Old Huang has a short temper and can't stand people being hesitant or not saying what's wrong: "What's wrong? Just say it!"

Shen Sixi feigned disappointment: "It's nothing, I just didn't expect that the dignified Elder Huang would be afraid of the Temple of Angels."

"Who's afraid of those bastards!" Old Huang was immediately enraged.

"Are you kidding me? I could poison them all with a single herb. I taught them a lesson a year ago, and they still avoid me like the plague! Who am I? Who have I ever been afraid of? Even their temple lord doesn't have the right to speak in front of me!"

Old Huang wasn't exaggerating; he truly wasn't afraid of the Temple of Angels, and the people of the Temple of Angels had indeed learned their lesson and all avoided him.

Shen Sixi became interested and pressed for details: "What did you do to them?"

Old Huang raised his chin arrogantly and said, "Heh, it's just that they put something in their water, nothing to mention."

Shen Sixi: "What is that?"

Old Huang: "It's just a little gadget I made myself. They can't control their hands and feet, so I made them not even realize they have hands and feet."

This is also true. Huang Lao's poison made the assassins who stayed behind at the Temple of Angels unable to feel their hands and feet for ten whole days. Later, an elder realized that this was Huang Lao's revenge and came to Huang Lao to beg for forgiveness.

Old Huang ignored him. Having no other option, he begged the Palace Master to intervene.

The temple master arrived, but Elder Huang still ignored him.

Later, the temple master offered two assassins to Elder Huang to test the medicine, and Elder Huang reluctantly gave the antidote.

Upon recalling this matter, Old Huang suddenly paused.

Old Huang asked Shen Sixi out of the blue, "You said before that Xiaohua left the Angel Temple and has been following you ever since?"

Shen Sixi nodded, puzzled. "Yes."

Elder Huang: "Did their temple master agree to his leaving the Temple of Angels?"

Old Huang thought it was unlikely. After all, Xiao Hua was the top assassin of the Angel Temple. Without Xiao Hua, how much commission would the Angel Temple lose?

The Lord of the Angel Temple had several encounters with him; that man was cold-hearted, averse to money.

Shen Sixi said nonchalantly, "I've already informed him."

Old Huang's expression changed.

Shen Sixi realized something and frowned: "What, is there a problem?"

Old Huang: "This is a huge problem!"

Old Huang's face was extremely grim: "The Temple of Angels sent me two assassins to test the medicine, and both of them died within six months."

Shen Sixi raised an eyebrow.

Old Huang saw the meaning in Shen Sixi's eyes and quickly defended himself: "I have no hobby of torturing people. Although I can't stand those scum from the Temple of Angels, I would never do such a thing!"

People who participate in drug trials often don't live long, but they don't usually die within six months, unless Huang doesn't give them time to recover and makes them continue to participate in drug trials regardless of their physical condition.

Old Huang didn't do that. He was still humane and didn't let the two of them try the medicine too many times. Most of the time, he just let them help out.

They died suddenly.

Their deaths came without warning, shocking all the assassins in the Angel Temple. Everyone regarded Old Huang as a ruthless and terrifying old man, and when they saw him again, they wished they could stay as far away as possible.

They all thought Old Huang had gone mad for a medicinal herb field!

Old Huang was truly wronged and curious about how they died, so he began to investigate the cause of their deaths.

When the news spread, everyone was stunned. Both assassins had been tortured to death, and Old Huang wasn't done yet; he wasn't even sparing their corpses?

Old Huang disdained to explain to the people from the Temple of Angels and buried himself in his own investigation.

As the investigation progressed, it was discovered that they had been poisoned by the same chronic poison.

At this point, Old Huang had no suspects yet. After all, they were assassins who had committed many evils and offended many people.

It's likely that he offended someone while on a mission and was poisoned.

Later, Huang Lao came into contact with several people from the Temple of Angels and discovered that these people had also been poisoned, and the poison they had been poisoned with was the same one that had killed the two people.

Old Huang was cautious and waited for half a year, but he did not receive any news of their deaths.

“I suspect that the Temple of Angels has poisoned every assassin to control them. If they break away from the Temple of Angels without permission, they will die a terrible death,” Old Huang told Shen Sixi.

"These assassins are most likely unaware that they are poisoned. The Temple of Angels may regularly add an antidote to their food to alleviate the poison."

"The poison was extremely potent; the two assassins who tested it on me died in gruesome ways..."

Old Huang shook his head; this was one of the reasons he loathed the Temple of Angels.

Not only did they poison his own men, but they also framed him. If he hadn't taken the time to investigate, he might have actually believed he was in the wrong.

"Of course, these are just my guesses."

Although Mr. Huang said this, he clearly did not think so; however, he had no evidence.

Old Huang: "The Temple of the Angels is not a place you can just leave at will. If you really want to keep Xiao Hua by your side, you'd better check if he has any of the Angels' poison on him."