A young Taoist behind Daoist Changying rolled his eyes and commented, "If the groom doesn't die, how can he accompany Miss Zhao along the Yellow Springs?"
Young Master Zhao fell silent.
Changying continued, "Young Master Zhao, this is the best and most straightforward method."
Young Master Zhao hesitated only briefly. This was his dear sister; he couldn't bear to think of her struggling even after death. Killing one man was a small price to pay.
"Let's proceed with it," Young Master Zhao decided.
Changying smiled, satisfied. "Your sister doesn't have many days left. You must act quickly to find a suitable candidate."
She saw another lucrative opportunity in this transaction.
"Please guide me," Young Master Zhao asked, "Finding such a person is like searching for a needle in a haystack."
Changying waved her duster.
A clever young Taoist immediately took out a talisman, igniting it and placing it in a teacup, urging Young Master Zhao to drink it.