Jiang Shuyue was full of doubts, however: [Huahua, do you think Murong Tianci really knew Xiaobao was possessed, or was he just guessing? How was he so accurate? It was like... like he could hear us talking...]
Murong Tianci: ...Oh no. I think I overdid it!
Huahua scoffed: [Impossible! We're communicating inside your Sea of Consciousness. Never mind these mortals-even Lan Ruoyue, with her system, can't hear us.]
[I told you, Murong Tianci is a medium, and an especially favored one at that. Maybe he saw the aura of death on the waiter. That key might really be unlucky.]
Realization dawned on Jiang Shuyue: [Oh, right. He receives prophecies and has prophetic dreams. He's impressive even among mediums, so it's only natural that he could sense something wrong.]
The Empress immediately chimed in. "Tianci could see all sorts of strange things as a child. For a while, he became withdrawn and stopped talking to people because of it. He nearly scared his parents to death."
"Yes, yes. The Imperial Preceptor even ordered little ghosts to throw mud onto my bed."
"What a coincidence. They threw mud at me too, but I stuffed it back into the little ghosts' mouths."
Everyone: ...Fine, fine, you're amazing. We can't compete.
That reassured Jiang Shuyue: [I really was worrying over nothing. He can even order little ghosts around. How impressive! Let's visit the Imperial Preceptor's residence and play with the little ghosts next time.]
Huahua: [Sure! Ghosts all have stories. The gossip is bound to be juicy.]
Murong Tianci broke into a nervous sweat. There were indeed ghosts at the Imperial Preceptor's residence, but no one besides him and his attendants dared approach them.
Besides, spirits were rare, and ghosts were rarer still.
There were only a handful in the entire residence. If she