The old woman was very agitated, rambling on until she was exhausted and was arranged to rest in the rear hall. Hou Niao looked at the official beside him, who was focusing inwardly, and smiled:
"Lord Rong, why don't you say something? I can't believe you know nothing about this matter."
In Xionger Town, with a population of tens of thousands, there wasn't much pressure on public safety, especially in cases involving demons and soul ghosts. The mortals both respected and feared such matters, yet they could not contain their curiosity, always wondering if there might be an opportunity for fortune in such incidents. This was a common thought among everyone.
So, it's true that they dared not get involved, but within their capacity, making thorough inquiries was also undeniable.
The official grinned sheepishly, "Us, get involved with matters of the Cultivation World? Master, you jest."
