"Siru, really? That's wonderful!" Xia Yuan, who had just woken up, was overjoyed and burst into tears upon hearing this.

Liang Xing looked down at the floor, still puzzled by a question: "But who drew this Soul Refining Array here?"

Mingzhuo: "Naturally, it was painted by a person."

Xia Yuan was startled. He quickly thought it over and cautiously said, "But there haven't been any strangers coming and going from my house recently."

Mingzhuo: "Even ghosts are afraid of the Soul Refining Array. Those three ghosts don't have that ability. This Soul Refining Array couldn't have appeared out of thin air."

Xia Siru: "A new maid came to my house a week ago, but she was brought by the old nanny who takes care of me."

Xia Yuan also remembered this matter, "You mean Bai Ling? She is Aunt Bai's niece. Aunt Bai has worked in my family for more than 20 years and is trustworthy."

Whether you believe it or not is not up to you. Do you know that Mrs. Bai's birth date and time?

Xia Yuan paused for a moment, then quickly recited the entire report.

"Master, will everything be alright?" Xia Siru asked anxiously.

Mingzhuo: "Of course something happened. That Sister Bai died a month ago."

Dead? Xia Yuan was stunned for a moment, recalling that Aunt Bai had indeed been acting strangely that day, always keeping her head down, saying she had a cold, and that she had developed spots on her hands...

He thought those spots were a bit strange at the time, but now he realizes they weren't age spots, but livor mortis!

Xia Yuan gasped, almost fainting!

Liang Xing quickly scanned the crowd. "Master, your two companions aren't here..."

After he finished speaking, his heart sank.