Master Tai Cheng was extremely displeased, truly very displeased, his face ominously dark as he looked at Cheng Wenyan, who had been taken care of.
"The temple master, my son is cured now, isn't he? That Evil Ghost won't come back anymore, right?" Marquis Changchuan's complexion was equally grim, as Cheng Wenyan's ordeal had been horrifyingly brutal.
"That Evil Ghost has been reduced to ash and dispersed soul, but with her disappearance, the karma of your son's past deeds will not vanish." Master Tai Cheng turned to Marquis Changchuan and said, "Marquis Changchuan is still robust; perhaps you should consider remarrying and having another child."
Marquis Changchuan's face darkened: "What do you mean by this, temple master?"
