"Eek!"
The instant Ye Qianfan opened the door, everyone stared fixedly at them!
They seemed to be waiting...
For the three of them to be down one person.
Or perhaps for only one of them to remain!
That would give them another offering, bringing them one step closer to success!
"Huh?"
"How are you all fine?"
"Didn't the Night Watchman say there had to be two people to a room?"
"All three of you shared a room and you're still alive? Now that's strange!"
The spirit medium made snide remarks about all three of them.
Ye Qianfan, however, looked at the Offering Plate in the spirit medium's hand and sneered. "What about you? Everyone else chosen as an offering died. Why are you still alive?"
"What do you mean by that?" the spirit medium snapped, immediately displeased.
"What, you're allowed to talk about others, but others aren't allowed to talk about you?" Ye Qianfan sneered. "I didn't ask how you survived, so why are you prying into our business?"
"Enough, enough!"
The Roving Exorcist Disciple once again reached out to stop their argument. "Brother Yang merely hoped we could avoid a vote and keep from damaging the harmony between us."
"That's right. The Night Watchman seemed to know all along that no one would die last night." Prompted by the Roving Exorcist Disciple's words, the others drew sharp breaths. "He warned us well in advance: 'If an offering is needed, vote tomorrow!'"
"Hiss! I remember the next line was something like..." The farmer chimed in, " 'The deity is pleased, the villagers are free of worry!'"
"Exactly!"
By now, the Roving Exorcist Disciple carried himself like the leader of a faction. "Taking those words literally, if we don't vote to choose an offering today, the deity will probably get angry!"