Seeing the traditional Chinese medicine health supplement gift pack Nangong Sanba had pulled out, Nangong May felt her entire spine itch. She slapped her big brother on the shoulder. "Bro, believe it or not, if we were anywhere else, I'd tail-whip you into the sky right now."
Nangong Sanba still hadn't caught on. "What did I do now...? Don't you know how much someone with an anal fissure needs this stuff..."
Hao Ren silently pressed down on Nangong Sanba's shoulder. He had just been about to say something when, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly spotted an old-fashioned sedan driving over from the path. Talk about perfect timing. August is coming home.
"Put your traditional medicine gift pack away. If the old man sees that thing, he might get so embarrassed and furious that he'll take you down with him," Hao Ren said with a curl of his lips. "We'll play it by ear. First, let's see whether August knows about the witch legend. If the Liekhe family's witch legend has already been lost, we'll figure out how to start by dealing with his evil-spirit curse."
The old car bumped along the path and entered the yard surrounded by thorn bushes and brambles. Its owner had clearly noticed the group of strangers outside his home. He honked twice, and Hao Ren guessed that a pair of wary, nervous eyes were scrutinizing him from behind the sun-tinted windows. The car came to a stop, and a balding, gray-haired man in his fifties, wearing a thick wool coat, pushed open the door. He looked at the strangers outside his home, his face full of wariness and undisguised rejection. "Who are you?"
"Mr. August," Nangong Sanba greeted him warmly. "It's me. These are my colleagues, experts with considerable knowledge of