Su Nanzhi was not joking.
The feng shui of Jiang Beiyu's villa was, from any aspect, a good shelter for ghosts, shielding them from the wind and rain.
Even he, a man with a rare yin-natured constitution, was more suited to living there.
Regarding Jiang Beiyu's yin constitution, Su Nanzhi had many speculations until she recently learned about his abilities, which led her to an understanding.
That Little Binghua, being directly nurtured within his meridians and consciousness, would influence him regardless of his masculine energy.
But that Little Binghua, like her Little Huomiao, must be a symbiotic entity.
Of course, whether Jiang Beiyu's Little Binghua had been born with him or had always followed Jiang Yu, she did not know.
The two faced off for a few minutes before Jiang Beiyu finally compromised.
He grumbled reluctantly, "My house is equipped with all those ghost-dispelling formations you set up. Can he really get in?"
Su Nanzhi: "If I say he can, then he can."
