After speaking, Old Gong's lips trembled slightly, as though he were interpreting the divination.
Luo Bin said nothing, his eyelids twitching. He really had overlooked Old Gong's abilities.
A yang spirit ghost was a Yin-Yang Practitioner. Not only could Old Gong divine, his cultivation was even stronger than Luo Bin's!
"Hm?"
Old Gong's expression twisted further, as though he had encountered an obstacle.
With a sudden clatter, the yellow teeth he had spat out shifted position. Their arrangement had been orderly at first, but now they lay scattered.
Then, with a series of soft pops, all the yellow teeth shot backward. Old Gong immediately opened his mouth, and every tooth flew back inside.
"Now that's strange. This makes no sense. You can divine it, but Old Master Gong can't?"
Old Gong's words were muffled. Soon, his teeth were all back in place.
"Does she have any personal belongings?"
There was a clear note of urgency in his question, and he looked somewhat embarrassed.
"I don't have any." Luo Bin shook his head.
Bai Xianming stood and pointed toward a room. "When Xu Lu and Bai Xian moved here, I brought them some things. Unless something happened, their belongings should still be in that room."
The room Bai Xianming indicated was the one where "Bai Xian" had looked in the mirror earlier.
Old Gong's head flew straight toward it!
Luo Xianshen turned his head and scanned their surroundings. At the same time, he closed his eyes slightly, as though sensing something.
Most of Luo Bin's attention had been on Old Gong, so he had not noticed anything unusual around them. Now that he steadied his mind, he sensed someone secretly watching.
"Wenqing Peak's yin spirits," Luo Bin said at once.
Without a word, Luo Xianshen took out the High Heaven Sword,