Tavern

Early in the morning, a middle-aged woman dressed in satin knelt outside his shop.

Her arrival drew quite a crowd of onlookers. Daoist Zhang beside them watched curiously as well, unable to understand what the woman had come for.

Before Chen Feng could speak, Daoist Zhang put on a dignified smile and said, "Has something happened to your family? If it involves unclean things, I can help you deal with it."

Daoist Zhang was blatantly stealing business.

He did know a few methods for subduing demons and exorcising evil. Since he had opened a shop here, he had some real skills, but wasn't it a bit inappropriate to steal business right outside Chen Feng's door?

When the woman looked up and saw it was the neighboring shop owner, she shook her head. "I'm looking for Daoist Chen from this shop. You're not from this shop. I want Daoist Chen!"

Daoist Zhang's expression darkened. With so many people watching, he could hardly avoid losing face.

He could only return inside, his eyes fixed on this side.

Chen Feng stepped out. "Get up first. There's no need to kneel. What do you need from me?"

"Are you Daoist Chen?"

the woman asked.

"I am." Chen Feng nodded.

"Wonderful, I finally found you. I heard from my relatives that you exorcised demons at Master Yang's home last time and were extremely skilled, so I came here seeking your reputation. I'm from a nearby town, and I need your help with something!"

The woman's hurried expression finally eased after seeing Chen Feng. "Daoist Master Chen, you have to save my husband!"

"What happened to him?"

Chen Feng asked.

"It's like this..."

The woman went on at length, explaining why she had come.

Chen Feng nodded. This matter was indeed rather strange.

Her husband ran