"Because I seem to have also fallen victim to a curse. I have a feeling that I will die within ten years."
Qing Fengdie looked at Ye Hao with a face full of sorrow. Suddenly, she felt angry at Ye Hao. If it weren't for Ye Hao, she would still be impersonating Nalan Zhengqi, which would allow her to invite Hua Ji, the divine doctor, to help her.
Thinking of this, she felt both angry and nauseated at Ye Hao, believing that everything was Ye Hao's fault.
If she dies, Butterfly Valley will be doomed as well. The lingering prestige of her and the previous Valley Master would no longer deter any petty thieves from targeting Butterfly Valley. But if she dies, the martial world's vandals would not hold back against Butterfly Valley anymore.
After all, Butterfly Valley is a magical basin at the valley's bottom, where the women born are as delicate as water and exceedingly beautiful.
Some reckless outsiders have long coveted it.
