Only One Life

"Just as I thought. Such a meticulous plan, and yet it ended up with a flaw like this. There was a reason for it."

"But did you think I had no means of dealing with the Hu Family?"

In Shangjing, behind the incense altar.

The National Teacher had been caught off guard by this sudden turn of events, but strangely, he wasn't surprised in the slightest. His expression had only grown colder.

It wasn't that his methods were lacking, nor that he hadn't been on his guard. He simply hadn't expected the Hu Family's ruthlessness to keep exceeding his expectations. But before he could get angry, he snatched up the Peach Wood Sword in his hand and hurriedly brought it down toward the five oil lamps on the altar.

He barked, "From the very beginning, I valued this matter far more than your Hu Family ever did!"

"..."

Another Green Banner had already wrapped around the Book of Life and Death in the Middle Yin Realm, entering Hu Ma's soul through it.

This was the true divine art of defying Heaven and changing fate—a mighty power.

The earlier mishap had been caused by no more than the resentment of a dead soul from over a decade ago. It was nothing to fear.

The error that needed correcting could still be corrected now. Even the Hu Family of the Talisman Suppression Mansion, which seemed to have strayed from its path, could be brought back.

Yet at that same moment, by the battle formation, Old Abacus stared at the hand reaching out from the coffin and dropped hard onto his backside, too frightened to offer even a suggestion.

Unexpectedly, Little Dou Guan proved steadier than he was. The Little Servant Ghost stared fixedly at the hand emerging from the coffin, at those