"What's going on at home? What did you drive away? Why did you invite a Yin Yang Master?" Director Cao's mother felt quite perplexed, seemingly not understanding why her son was speaking so strangely.
"You don't remember what happened before?" Director Cao was also taken aback by his mother's question, then he threw me a pleading look.
After a moment of thought, I understood the situation. It seemed that this elderly lady was very frail—probably her soul had been frightened away during the first possession, which is why she couldn't remember what had happened before.
"Grandma, hello. My name is Liang Yueming, I'm one of Teacher Cao's students. I came today to consult on some matters. Sorry to disturb you," I said with a smile as I stepped forward, spinning a little white lie. Since she couldn't remember the previous events, it was probably for the best to avoid further distress.
