“Dead mice?” Madam Luo was pop-eyed with surprise, “Yi, did you put dead mice in the ancestral grave?”

He Danggui did not deny it, but corrected it, “It was not me who did it. I asked Xiaoyou to put them. They were not placed in the ancestral grave, but hung in the grove behind the ancestral grave. And most importantly, they were not dead mice, but dead minks, specifically, golden minks.”

“You...” Madam Luo was so angry that she couldn’t speak. She ...