At this moment, the evil spirit had the chance to latch onto those with weakened yang fire, absorbing yang energy, tormenting them until they suddenly fell severely ill and died abruptly before it would relent.
What Sun Yan saw before him was this evil spirit absorbing the yang energy from the Card Master's cousin's body.
If this continued, no matter how much medicine he took to replenish, it would be futile, resulting only in an unexplained death.
"Bro, take a look, please. Last night, he came back drunk from outside. After sleeping, he ended up like this. Medicine hasn't been effective."
The Card Master walked to the bedside and said to Sun Yan.
"It is indeed possession, but the problem isn't severe. I can solve it."
"Really?"
The Card Master's face lit up with joy upon hearing this.
"But I have rules. Exorcism isn't free. Your cousin's issue isn't significant, so 500 US Dollars will do."
