Xuan Mo did not answer. He merely looked at the woman before him with the expression one used when looking at an idiot. Did she think this clumsy act could fool a three-year-old? He could not even be bothered to expose her, instead watching with interest to see how she would perform next.
Seeing that Xuan Mo remained unmoved, a trace of panic flashed through the woman's eyes. She raised her voice, making it even more shrill. "Y-you... who are you... and why are you disturbing me...?"
"Disturbing you?" Xuan Mo sneered. "I think you're the one disturbing me. This trial in Taoyuan Village is really unbearably boring."
The woman seemed not to have expected Xuan Mo to be so direct, and was speechless for a moment. Her eyes shifted, and she suddenly put on a pitiful expression. "Young Master, please... save me... I'm being tormented by an evil ghost. I'm in unbearable pain..."
Wang Zhong hid behind Xuan Mo and tugged at his clothes, whispering, "Young Master, she seems rather pitiful. How about..."
Xuan Mo cast Wang Zhong a sidelong glance. "Pitiful? If you believe her nonsense, then you're the truly pitiful one." He turned toward the woman, his tone cold. "Stop pretending. Your little tricks can't fool me."
Seeing that her disguise had been exposed, the woman simply stopped acting. The expression on her face instantly turned vicious, and her voice returned to normal. "Boy, you're clever, but cleverness can be its own downfall. Since you've seen through my identity, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"
With that, the woman sprang up from the bed and pounced toward Xuan Mo. Her fingernails became sharp and elongated, glinting with a ghostly green light. They had clearly been coated with poison.
Xuan Mo had been prepared. He sidestepped, easily