Han Chen glanced at his sister and said with a grave expression, "Xiao Yu, I don't know what happened, but she ran here alone in the middle of the night. She seemed possessed."
Wei Gelan: "…No, she's not possessed, she's being controlled by that ghastly thing."
Suddenly thinking of something, Han Chen looked hopefully at Ming Li and pleaded, "Big shot, can you… can you help my sister?"
Meeting Han Chen's pitiful gaze, Ming Li's face instantly went numb. She said in a cool voice, "No."
Han Chen: "…Big shot, is it really okay for you to be so heartless?! You'll lose me if you act like this!"
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Han Chen felt a pang in his heart. He glanced at his sister, then closed his eyes decisively, braced himself, and clung to Ming Li's legs, wailing pitifully. "Big shot! She's my only sister! Please save her! I'll be grateful to your ancestors for eight generations! When my sister gets better, I'll definitely take her to burn incense and pray for you! If that doesn't work… tell me where your grave is, and I'll bring my sister to burn paper money for you! However much you want, however much we'll burn! I promise to keep my word! Big shot, you…"
Ming Li: "…Do you believe I can summon your ancestors from eight generations ago to have a chat with you right now?!"
Han Chen's expression froze. He forced a smile. "Uh… that won't be necessary… Big shot, you're really joking…"
Ming Li looked serious. "I'm not joking."
Han Chen: "…No, you are joking!"
Han Chen swallowed. "Big shot, thank you for your kindness, but it's truly not necessary. Just save my sister. As for meeting the ancestors, let's forget about it!" He was afraid he wouldn't be able to handle it and would drop dead on the spot, then he wouldn't see tomorrow's sun. Oh wait! He might still see it, just in a different way…
Ming Li said expressionlessly, "This isn't my sister, and I'm not a saint. Why should I save her?"
Han Chen gritted his teeth, took out a bank card from his wallet, and handed it to Ming Li. "This is all my allowance. It's all yours now. Please, big shot, save my sister!"
Ming Li's mouth twitched slightly. She said faintly, "Do I look like I'm short of money?"
Han Chen: "...He glanced at Ming Li's attire."
Okay, not really.
Glancing at the watch on her wrist, Ming Li frowned and said, "Alright, your sister will be fine. She'll be okay by tomorrow morning."
After speaking, she took Wei Gelan's soul and walked down the mountain.
Seeing this, Han Chen pulled his sister and quickly followed.
When they reached the foot of the mountain, they encountered the Han family members who were looking for Han Chen and Han Shiyu.
Han Chen breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to turn back to thank Ming Li, he turned his head and found that the space beside him was empty. The two of them were nowhere to be seen.
Han Chen: "…" If he hadn't been holding the yellow talisman Ming Li had given him earlier, he would have almost believed that everything that had just happened was an illusion.
On the other side, Wei Gelan nervously clutched Ming Li's arm, unable to stop swallowing his non-existent saliva.
How could he not be nervous? Damn it, he was flying! Flying at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters. His little heart was about to jump out of his chest.