United States, a Buddhist hall.
Incense smoke curled through the meditation room, and Buddha statues stood everywhere.
But if one looked closely, they would notice something strange in the details.
Though it was clearly a Buddhist hall, it concealed the mysteries of Taoism.
A man pushed open the door, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Master, Xie Chen has still returned to the country."
"I know." The man addressed as Master was calmly brewing tea. After a pause, he said, "Xie Yongan failed and even got himself caught up in it. He suffered quite a severe backlash..."
"Our Patriarch is indeed formidable!"
Worry appeared on the man's face. "Master, what should we do? If we use talismans again, will we be traced? There's no one left who can serve as a medium!"
"Who says there isn't?" Master raised his head, a sinister gleam flashing through his clouded eyes. "Isn't Xie Yongan's son still studying at Harvard?"
The man leaned forward. "You mean..."
"Wait for him to come looking for us himself." Master waved a hand after speaking.
The man immediately understood and hurriedly bowed. "This disciple will take his leave."
After leaving the meditation room, he removed his Taoist robe, changed into a suit, and headed outside at a brisk pace.
His phone suddenly rang. The man hesitated for a moment before answering. "What is it?"
"Brother Qin Huai, Huo Wenye came with Xie Chen! I don't have another chance to make a move!" Qin Chuyu complained over the phone.
Qin Huai frowned. "Stay put for now. Keep egging Xie Yuchen on and get him to confront Xie Chen!"
Qin Chuyu, gripping his phone, sounded somewhat dejected. "Xie Yuchen is useless, the kind of idiot with no brain at all. He's no match for Xie Chen! If I'd known..."