Jiang Beiyu watched from the side as she communicated with a Peach Wood Sword, seemingly attempting both threats and bribes, but now it appeared they had reached an agreement.
"Teacher Jiang, come here," Su Nanzhi waved him over.
The fragile and ghost-haunted Teacher Jiang naturally walked towards his bodyguard, who he had hired for 500 million, only to watch in shock as his bodyguard placed a yellow Paper Talisman on his forehead.
"Sorry, Teacher Jiang, the situation that's about to unfold may be a bit complicated, so please find somewhere to stay put for now."
Jiang Beiyu: "..."
This level of service, perhaps 500 million wasn't quite worth it.
But Teacher Jiang was someone who greatly valued his own life, so he obediently listened to his bodyguard and turned around to find a small stool—his recently custom-ordered genuine leather sofa—to settle down on.
Before his eyes, a true ghost-slaying drama was about to unfold.
