Although Qin Liuxi pinpointed Mr. He's plight in an instant, Ding Yongliang still reserved a third of his trust. After all, they had waited for several days, and Qin Liuxi did not show up. Now that she had appeared and directly hit the nail on the head, she seemed impressive, but who knew whether it was the secretly revealed information by some brat who was full of himself?
Mr. He, however, didn't care at all and looked at Qin Liuxi with eyes as fervent as if he was beholding some beautiful damsel, eagerly asking, "Master, do you think I am possessed by something evil?"
"Are you telling me you have no idea?"
Mr. He choked up for a moment, then asked, "Can you see what it is? Are you able to exorcise it?"
"I cannot."
A chill ran down Mr. He's spine, and his plump, round face fell in dismay. My life is over!
