"Yes, yes, yes, a Corpse Burner." The steward nodded frantically in impatience, tugging hard at his sleeve.
"What kind of Corpse Burner?" Wang Tie Zhu pressed relentlessly.
"I... I don't know either. I'm not from the Demon Suppression Division." The steward tugged until his face twisted viciously, but before he could pull his sleeve free, Wang Tie Zhu seized his wrist again.
This time, he could not escape even if he wanted to, and the pain made him bare his teeth.
Wang Tie Zhu threatened him outright. "If you don't make yourself clear, I'll go outside and tell them that when we exorcise the supernatural later, I need someone to assist me—and it has to be you!"
The simple three words "Corpse Burner" had plucked at his sensitive nerves.
Though there were many Corpse Burners in this world, any who caught his attention could not be casually overlooked.
The moment the steward heard that, he froze in place, his face turning pale with fright.
Whether this hunchback had any real skill or not, he was now a Spirit Exorcist invited by the Liang Family. If he opened his mouth and asked for someone to help him, specifically naming the steward, then given the steward's rock-bottom status in the Liang Family, the people truly in charge would agree without batting an eye.
This concerned the Liang Family head. In Second Master's words, no price was too great.
The steward did not want to become that "price." With a miserable expression, he glanced at Liang Hengshi, the family head, and forced a stiff smile. "Young hero, you misunderstand. That wasn't what I meant. How about... you ask again?"
"Now that's more like it." Wang Tie Zhu smiled. "Tell me about that Corpse Burner."
"That Corpse Burner... uh, I only heard about him.