The sudden turn of events left Han Su and Xu Ji momentarily stunned. They lowered their heads to look at the broken pieces of the crystal ball.
Now that the crystal ball had shattered, the black and white had both vanished. But inside its largest shard, that wisp of red light had appeared again, eerie, alluring, and lively as it darted and spun through the fragment.
Xu Ji and I have traces of the same Mysterious Power. Could it be—
At that moment, another possibility occurred to Han Su. His heart stirred, and his brow furrowed tightly.
"Mr. Xu, don't ask me anymore—"
The old woman had already made up her mind not to stay. In a panic, she pushed Assistant Xu's hand away. "As for anything else, I can't see it, and I don't dare try."
"The Disaster Management Bureau is not to be trifled with. Its arrival has thrown everything into chaos—"
"It's not that I'm shirking my responsibility. Before, I used the best incense to treat him. Ordinary supernatural influences should have been completely eliminated. But now, there's only one explanation: the Mysterious Power affecting him is too strong, and its influence has sunk too deep—"
"This is beyond my abilities. I can only offer you one piece of advice: solving your young master's problem is simple enough. Hiding won't help, so go straight to the source—"
"...Transfer the rest of my fee to my account. And you'd better add compensation for my crystal ball!"
"That was a precious heirloom passed down by my teacher! When the Disaster Management Bureau was first established, they offered to buy it at a high price, and I still refused..."
With that, she hurried away without even looking back at Han Su. Assistant Xu had no choice but to escort her