Before anyone could react to the news, Amelia had already rushed out the door.
She moved quickly, not even knowing where she had grabbed a wooden stick from, her eyes dark with cold anger.
At the alley entrance, a crowd had already gathered, mostly neighbors who had just returned from buying groceries.
"What’s going on?"
"They're here to talk to Old Madam Ye. They’re saying she killed someone with her medicine."
"Really?"
"How could that be? Traditional medicine is hard to say."
"I saw her yesterday, had her press on my neck. Should I be worried?"
"If this is true, we can’t go there anymore..."
Old Madam Ye listened to the murmurs around her, her hand gripping the cane turning pale as her legs trembled.
The person who had caused the uproar, however, was sneering arrogantly. "No w
