The clan members fell ill, which was something A Yin hadn't expected, and she vaguely guessed the truth of the matter.
It was impossible for things to happen so coincidentally at the same time.
She hadn't told the clan about the reason for Uncle Fu and the others' deaths, fearing the clan might act impulsively and make a mistake.
But now, the situation had come to their doorstep, igniting a fury in her heart.
So she was quickly led into a clay house, where she saw a middle-aged man lying on the bed.
The man's cheeks were sunken, lips ashen, and he was already at his last breath.
After checking several people in a row, all with the same situation, A Yin's face turned pale.
"How could this be? This is clearly the Immortal Epidemic!"
"What?!"
The clan members who came with her were all shocked and terrified upon hearing the words Immortal Epidemic.
"Leave first; none of you can get close to these patients except me!"
