"Hmph, that old man Huandu's trick is only good for scaring little kids—all show and no substance. If big sis were here, she could tear this poisonous miasma apart with her bare hands!"
Tushan Yaya curled her lip with a look of utter disdain.
"Oh really? Then pray tell, divine physician, since your big sis isn't here, what brilliant method do you have to break through this 'child-scaring' poisonous miasma?"
Chapter 62