Bai San said.
"Go ahead."
"I will ask the Family Head to perform the ritual, placing my soul in a bowl. As long as the Tianshi is nearby, I can guide you in the right direction."
Bai San said.
"Afterwards, can your soul be placed back?"
He asked.
"As long as the time isn't particularly long, it should be possible to restore my soul. However, even if the soul is restored, it will inevitably result in a serious illness."
Bai San sighed.
"Poor parents around the world."
Liu Zheng couldn't help but be moved.
Leaving aside the price of the soul leaving the body, controlling life and death like this isn't something ordinary people can do.
"Our Bai Family is not as naturally strong as the Yuan Family or the Liu Family, nor are we as cunning as the Hu Family or the Hui Family. What keeps us standing in the Metropolis is prudence, mutual respect between father and son."
