Mu Huai and Ming Shu dealt with the evil spirit king in secret.
There was no fierce fighting of three hundred rounds, and there was no blood or tears. It was settled quietly.
Not even a single little spirit was startled.
The evil spirit king was taken out. But there was still a troublesome burden:
The prince.
"Uncle, what about wiping his memories?" Ming Shu made a suggestion. It wouldn't be a good thing for him to be trapped in the past.
He would definitely hinder me from eating!
At first, if she'd known that the prince would become so stubborn and evil that he'd cause so much trouble and even release the evil spirits, she would never have told him Shen Ci was gone.
"You do it." Mu Huai gestured to Ming Shu.
Ming Shu then stepped forward and stared at the prince, whose hair was now totally white. In the end, however, she didn't do anything.
"Don't have the heart to do so?"
