In the Jenkins household, it seemed impossible to ruffle Mrs. Jenkins.

Her perpetual serenity and grace were as steadfast as ever.

She had every reason for such self-assuredness!

For the past twenty years, she had steered the Jenkins family with a steady hand, her influence unchallenged.

“Now, what have you gotten yourself into this time? What brings you to me?" Mrs. Jenkins asked with a steady tone.

"I haven't stirred up any trouble, I promise." Barbara hastily explained, "Grandma, Mr. Barnes sent me to inquire about someone. Do we have an senior female healer in our family? Someone of the fifth grade or higher...”

These words snapped Mrs. Jenkins out of her relaxation.

Her eyes, once dull, now sparked with an icy fire! She resembled a wolf, fierce with the sting of an old wound reignited.

Mrs. Jenkins' icy stare sent a shiver down Barbara's spine.

"Grandma... Grandma, did I do something wrong? I'm sorry..." Barbara stammered, her curiosity piqued.

She had caught wind of a senior female healer in the Jenkins family, a character shrouded in mystery whom she had never heard of before.

Knowing Mrs. Jenkins well, Barbara understood Mrs. Jenkins could be swayed by reason but would stand firm against force. Revealing vulnerability seemed the best strategy to get her to talk.

And indeed, after a tense pause, Mrs. Jenkins' intense gaze softened, and she resumed her usual indifferent demeanor.

“A healer of the fifth grade is no great feat. Our family did have someone who nearly reached the ninth grade before turning forty," Mrs. Jenkins revealed casually.

Barbara's heart skipped a beat.

Ninth grade? A great master? This was the stuff of legends. Why had such a tale never reached her ears?

Even though the Jenkins family's pill alchemist had limited resources, a healer of such high caliber by forty would be a game-changer. In that case, the Jenkins family could retain their high standing in the world of martial arts.

Barbara's thoughts even drifted to the Barnes family.

If they had a ninth-grade healer, they would outshine the Barnes family for sure.

"Grandma, where's this healer? Why haven't I met her before?" Barbara inquired curiously.

Mrs. Jenkins’ face twisted into a strange, grim smile.

"She's no longer with us."

Dead? Barbara froze, taking a moment to process.

It made sense. That was why she hadn't heard of this magical person before.