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However, this time was different. Not only was Bai Tong, the direct disciple of the Bai Mountain Sect, with her, but she also had a life-saving talisman she had purchased from Fu Xi by her side. Zhou Yi felt that she was ready.
So, she immediately took the talisman and magical tools and followed Bai Tong to the villa halfway up the mountain. At that moment, Bai Tong spoke up: "There are people in the villa."
Zhou Yi listened and sensed for a moment before nodding. Indeed, there were living beings; there was a trace of yin energy on the door.
Bai Tong glanced at the tightly shut villa door and coldly commanded, "Step back!"
Upon hearing Ruan Fu Xi's words, Sun Fan and another person, who were struggling to open the door, suddenly stumbled backward.
The door opened!
Sun Fan stood firm with a look of surprise on his face, then saw Zhou Yi and Bai Tong not far from the yard. Terrified by the ghostly presence, he instinctively took a step back, his expression tense and fearful. "Are you human or ghosts?"
Zhou Yi replied, "Of course we're human. Have you ever seen a ghost with a shadow?"
Only then did Sun Fan dare to scrutinize them closely and let out a sigh of relief. "As long as you’re human, that’s good. That’s good."
What Grandma Ruan said was indeed true.
He helped the photographer beside him to his feet and recalled his own experiences in the villa. With good intentions, he warned the two seemingly fragile girls, "This villa is haunted, and it’s really haunted. You should stick with us; it’s too dangerous inside."
Zhou Yi thought this person was kind-hearted but not very bright. "We are here to solve the haunting problem."
Sun Fan looked dazed. "Oh, oh, so you’re masters? Just like my grandma."
Zhou Yi felt curious. "Your grandma? Is she also someone from the Xuanmen?"
Sun Fan was excited. "Yeah! Just now, my great-grandmother saved me through the computer screen. Otherwise, I would have been done for!"
Zhou Yi sighed. His great-grandmother was quite trendy, still able to use a computer at her age. However, if she could save someone through a screen, she must be extraordinary. No wonder this person had the courage to break into the villa; it seemed he had someone backing him up.
Bai Tong, who was nearby, glanced at Sun Fan when she heard about his ancestor being a practitioner of the mystical arts. Then she coldly mocked, "It seems your great-grandmother isn't very perceptive; she couldn't even tell that your fate line is darkening—you're doomed."
Zhou Yi frowned slightly, instinctively feeling that Bai Tong's words were too harsh. But considering they had just met, he chose not to say anything.
At that moment, she also looked at Sun Fan and noticed the issue with his appearance. Before Zhou Yi could speak, Sun Fan glared at Bai Tong and retorted angrily, "What are you talking about? My great-grandmother is definitely better than yours!"
Then he recalled his earlier foolishness and felt a wave of regret wash over him. How could his great-grandmother not have noticed that his fate line was dark? She had kindly reminded him; it was just that he hadn’t listened because he was being stubborn.
Sun Fan's current mood was one of regret—he felt so foolish. Bai Tong's expression grew even darker after being challenged.
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