However, this ghostly presence was quite faint and shallow.
It was impossible to discern its original appearance.
Tang Jin initially thought it was the spirit of someone who had died accidentally and couldn't let go of their family, thus leaving a trace of obsession to watch over them.
But upon actual contact, it seemed that wasn't quite the case.
Even just a wisp—was clearly very malicious.
This indicated that it was a ferocious ghost who had died unjustly.
Little Milk Jin's soft, warm little hand was still resting on Cheng Hao's head.
Her large cat-like eyes blinked slowly.
Her little face became more serious.
If it's a ferocious ghost, one can't simply ignore it.
Nowadays, Feng Shui Metaphysics Masters like them often aren't needed.
Earning a living has become about wandering the world in search of people with fate to earn money.
Making two million might seem easy, but the expenses for various Feng Shui Metaphysics tools are very high.
