A Nan's way of scattering buttons looked exactly like tossing bait into a fishpond—utterly devoid of emotion.
Xiao Yao was preparing the implements for the ritual. That black box of hers could really hold a lot.
Xie Nan suddenly grew curious. "Little girl, what was your mother's man called?"
Xiao Yao froze. She had barely ever seen her adoptive mother's man. Later, she heard that he had died in the line of duty. After that, her adoptive mother was persecuted and had her face stripped away, and then came the days of crouching on White Tiger Street, searching everywhere for traces of her enemies.
"I don't know his exact name. My mother never told me." Xiao Yao shook her head and added subconsciously, "But once, I heard several wandering gods... Well, they should have been his subordinates. I think they called him Uncle Jiu."
Xie Nan nodded. "Are you confident you can save these wronged souls?"
"I'll do what I can." Xiao Yao sounded a little weak. "...You'd better not place too much hope in me."
Xie Nan pondered briefly. Then, with a thought, an ancient little booklet appeared in her hand. She tossed it to Xiao Yao and said directly, "Level up first."
"???" Xiao Yao stared blankly. The instant the booklet entered her hands, Yin Power began to circulate. "Ghost Path True Explanation? How do you have something like this?"
"You know it?" Xie Nan asked curiously.
Xiao Yao hesitated before nodding. "The Ghost Path techniques Uncle Jiu secretly passed to my mother were basic methods extracted from the Ghost Path True Explanation... I heard this thing could only be bestowed upon wandering gods who had rendered meritorious service. My mother said Uncle Jiu only had a few chapters, too."
"Have a look." Xie Nan said indifferently, "This