"This is bound to happen, Miss Li Bai. You don't need to be so optimistic."
Yao Shunyu shrugged indifferently and bluntly voiced Jiang Cheng's thoughts. Given Luo Tianhe's abilities, if he acted in a mission involving feng shui or geomancy, it would be hard for his teammates not to fall victim.
"Luo Tianhe is an expert in this field, and Yuan Shanyuan is no slouch either. We're at a serious disadvantage."
Jiang Cheng recalled the few times he'd fought Yu Chengmu, another expert in the occult arts. Every encounter had been incredibly dangerous. Fortunately, their allies that time had been reasonably reliable. In the end, four members of Chen Hao's team had nearly been wiped out, with only Du Moyu surviving.
If not for their last-minute backup, they might have died at the hands of that old bastard Yu Chengmu too.
Hearing this, Li Bai nodded to the two of them and made a reassuring gesture. "You two don't need to worry too much about this. I know a little about feng shui and geomancy. I'm not as immersed in the field as experts like Luo Tianhe and Yu Chengmu, but I can recognize the basics of an ordinary feng shui formation. We won't suffer too badly."
The Fatty's face remained calm, but his thoughts churned. Recalling how low-key Li Bai had been all along, he couldn't help thinking that doctors had a remarkably high chance of turning out to be devious old schemers.
Suddenly, the Fatty thought of Du Moyu. He hadn't heard anything from him since their last parting. "By the way, do you know Du Moyu? In the real world, he's a horror fiction writer."
Li Bai had been interrupted. She frowned slightly. "Du Moyu... I've never heard of him. Is he someone special?"
The Fatty thought