Zhao Xuanjing also knew that there was no reason for him to stop Xie Qiao from doing what she was doing now.
It was just that his heart ached when he saw how hard she was working.
Fu Hanwen's ghoul was not easy to get rid of. Xie Qiao even threw a wooden toy into the lake, and only then did he swap Fu Hanwen out.
He had the resentment of several generations of water spirits. Even if she could restrain it, it would still implicate him and make him unable to go down. It would take a lot of time to get rid of this resentment.
Xie Qiao put it away.
"Remember to come to the Fortune Pavilion before the Qingming Festival next year." Xie Qiao handed a wooden token to Master Fu.
The other party agreed sadly.
However, with Xie Qiao around, they were also trying their best to suppress their emotions. Their son was already dead, but they still hoped to see their child once more. They could still say a few words, so they had some hope.
