Murong Hao and his wife looked at each other silently with embarrassed expressions.
Last night, Murong Hao had personally torn off a talisman from the window to play with the cat.
Now that he thought about it, Murong Hao was still a little confused. On the one hand, he didn't understand why his brain stopped working, but on the other hand, he felt that he hadn't done anything wrong.
What was wrong with such a good-looking kitten wanting to play with a talisman? Which kitten wasn't playful!
However, facing the spiritual master's question, the couple didn't dare to tell the truth. Madam Murong could only say hesitantly, "Maybe it was blown away by the night wind."
There was silence in the room for a moment, and the atmosphere was awkward.
"Spiritual master, please take a look at my mother first?" Murong Hao quickly changed the topic and asked worriedly, "Can she be saved?"
