???????Chapter Twenty-Four: Possessed
I frowned and warily touched the Soul Urn, my heart churning like boiling water. I was really afraid he would stab me with that knife, but what grudge did I have against him? Was there any need to come at me with a knife?
But for some reason, Zhao Yi did not seem to be coming for me. He turned around and left the kitchen.
I had no idea what was going on. I thought, So what if that brat took a knife? Why scare me like that?
After watching him leave, I paid it no mind. I carried the dishes over to Zhao Qian. Earlier, afraid that we would attract Zhao Yi and the others' attention and cause trouble for Zhao Qian, we had chosen a slightly out-of-the-way place to sit.
"Come on, eat something. You didn't eat much today. Eat more tonight, all right?" I picked up some dried fish in bean sauce and put it in Zhao Qian's bowl.
Qian nodded, a little embarrassed, but happily began eating anyway.
Once I saw her start eating, I looked back to see what Zhao Yi had taken the knife for. I found him heading toward the main hall, and wondered if one of the masters had ordered him to fetch a knife for an exorcism ritual.
After all, plenty of rural ritual masters had precedents of going to the kitchen for knives to perform rituals, so I paid it no mind and lowered my head to eat.
"Brother Tian, I'm sorry for the trouble. You even came back to the estate with me." Zhao Qian spoke softly to me, lifting a mouthful of rice from her bowl and placing it in her mouth with elegant movements.
"It's nothing. I already promised to keep you company today,