บท 110: Let's go when we say we go.

I can honestly say I wasn't upset, when I was a child, the newly rich in the village and the wealthy people in the town all came to my grandmother for help with some very tricky situations.

Things like a child having a fever of 104 degrees Fahrenheit in the middle of the night, or a female ghost seeking revenge...

There were also cases where a Home-protecting Immortal turned into a Vengeful Immortal and needed mediating.

I didn't really get involved much; my grandmother wouldn't take me along when she dealt with urgent matters, but I would always hear some rumors and gossip.

About who lived and who died.

Once those people had their issues resolved, they would send a gift once and then never contact us again.