"Junior Sister Jinjin is absolutely right,"
Jiang Na was still holding a small plastic bag, searching for something inside it.
They followed the woman shortly after she had left.
They had spent the entire day here.
Despite their trust in Tang Jin's judgement, neither of them had ever experienced letting a ghost that was about to become a ferocious ghost leave on its own, confident that it wouldn't turn into one.
Even their master wouldn't dare to take such a big risk.
However, just like Tang Jin described, the malice had not increased at all, but rather was decreasing at a very slow rate, until just a moment ago, the malice was completely gone, and her yin-yang eyes could no longer see any trace of the little ghost's existence.
She couldn't help but feel amazed.
