C153 Deficiency of Gold for Diagnosis and Qi for Death

"Dad, there's a guest." The enchanting woman took a drag from her pipe. Without waiting for the old man's reply, she lifted the curtain and walked out, leaving behind an alluring view of her back.

Wei Qingge let Fu Ping sit down.

The old man stroked his beard and did not say anything. However, his dull and empty eyes caught her attention and she unconsciously waved her hand in front of his eyes