"Have you found Zhang Wei?"
"No. That brat knows where he ran off to, and he's not answering his phone either. I'm going to beat him to death when I get back."
"You adults are useless. When it matters, you still have to rely on Father Xiong. Leave finding Awei to me. I'll soon know where he is."
As they were preparing to leave, everyone had gathered, only to realize that Zhang Wei was missing.
In the end, Xiong Wenwen volunteered to help look for him.
"Using precognition to find someone is a little too extravagant," Yang Jian said.
"It's fine. Little Yang, take a look at how powerful Father Xiong is now. A few predictions are nothing. Besides, I'm only predicting Zhang Wei's location, not where a fierce ghost is. Without supernatural interference, Father Xiong could even tell what color underwear you're wearing today."
Xiong Wenwen remained as arrogant as ever, calling him Little Yang without any restraint in front of everyone.
Yang Jian could not be bothered to argue with a child. Besides, Xiong Wenwen merely had a foul mouth; when it truly mattered, he could still be very useful.
Very soon.
Xiong Wenwen directly used his precognition.
Everything around them remained calm. No remarkable supernatural phenomenon appeared; they merely felt a faint chill around them.
But then Xiong Wenwen suddenly opened his eyes in shock.
"What? My precognition actually isn't working on him? How could this happen? What did Awei go off to do? Could there be a ghost near him causing supernatural interference and leaving my precognition completely blank?"
"No way." Zhang Xiangui immediately became nervous upon hearing that.
He instantly began worrying about Zhang Wei's safety.
Yang Jian said, "Your precognition has always had plenty of errors. It's normal that you couldn't predict Zhang Wei