Once everything was ready, Yong'an Daoist performed the ritual to summon spirits, murmuring, "Disciple dares to open the ghost gate, summon the male ghost Chu Wenyao, soul, return! Soul, return!"
Chilling winds blew around, and everyone felt a sinister presence.
"Soul, return!"
Seeing no movement nearby, Yong'an Daoist stomped his foot and scattered paper money.
Yu Nianzhao remained composed, even raising a hand to stifle a yawn.
That calm demeanor instead reduced suspicion from Empress Dowager and Duke Luu towards Yu Nianzhao.
If she really committed murder, how could she be so carefree in front of them? How big a heart did she have?
Little did they know, Chu Wenyao's soul had already been devoured by Jiu Ying, so where was the soul to summon?
"Yong'an Daoist, Wenyao is missing? Has my Wenyao appeared?" Ms Chu asked anxiously.
