Hearing Ning Wangshu laugh, the Taoist couldn't help but pause. He instinctively looked up at Ning Wangshu.
When the White-bearded Taoist saw the mocking look in Ning Wangshu's eyes, he frowned and asked in a low voice, "What are you laughing at?"
Ning Wangshu shook his head, smiling. "I'm laughing because you're obviously making things up to fool people, yet you can still look so serious—almost righteous, even."
"It's genuinely hilarious!"
The White-bearded Taoist's expression darkened. He narrowed his eyes at Ning Wangshu and said coldly, "Young man, you can eat whatever you like, but you can't say whatever you like!"
"You say I'm making things up to fool people. Do you have any proof?"
"Proof?"
Ning Wangshu laughed again. "Since you're asking for proof, then let me ask you: you claim that Yin Sha Qi has gathered here and that an Evil Spirit is lurking around. What proof do you have?"
The White-bearded Taoist gave a soft snort and said with an air of complete superiority, "I've practiced Taoism for many years. How could I not know whether there's Yin Sha Qi or an Evil Spirit here?"
"What more proof do you need? My word is proof!"
"Ha, ha-ha..."
Ning Wangshu gave a mocking laugh. "What a fine 'my word is proof'!"
"Then I can say my word is proof, too. I haven't found any Yin Sha Qi gathering here, much less an Evil Spirit!"
The White-bearded Taoist curled his lip disdainfully and snorted. "You think you can compare yourself to me? I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice. What could a young man like you possibly know about Yin Sha Qi or Evil Spirits?"
Then he turned to Su Yanqing's uncle and said, "Boss Sun, I only came here to drive out the Evil Spirit because you