Su Qin'an took away the Wu family's top-tier feng shui book, learned incantations, and mastered the ability to control all ghosts. He was an extremely talented feng shui master, and within two years, the Su family's reputation soared. It wasn't just because of their in-law status with the Wu clan, but because of the true abilities of the Su family's descendants, that they brought glory to their family and were no longer considered the lowest of the five great families in the capital.

Bai Tang's mission in this world is coming to an end. Over the past two years, she has traveled all over the world, taking in many orphans. Those with good potential were adopted by her, taught feng shui, and given the surname Wu.

Her divorce from Su Qin'an was once the talk of the capital, but as time passed, people forgot about it. Or perhaps someone used some kind of magic to alter her memories.

In short, everything returned to calm, and no one cared.

Due to a system error, Bai Tang was forced to remain in this world after the originally scheduled departure time.

That spring, a beautiful but still somewhat awkward young man appeared at the gates of the witch's mansion.

Her long, flaxen hair was neatly styled in an updo, adorned with a medium-thick black bamboo hairpin, with two wisps of hair flowing gracefully across her forehead. She possessed delicate, gentle features, a high, straight nose, and thin, crimson lips, her beautifully shaped chin slightly raised.

He possessed a rare youthful vigor and well-behavedness.

This was Wu Yue's first impression of the boy when she was posing as Bai Tang, and both of them expressed their admiration for him. That face would definitely make him a top-tier idol in the modern entertainment industry.

Aside from being stunned by his beauty, Wu Yue naturally recognized who he was.

——Longjingyuan.

Compared to the composed and gentle Long Jingyuan a century later, the young man before him did appear more immature, yet also more energetic.

Long Jingyuan greeted her somewhat reservedly, "Hello, young lady."

"Pfft—" Wu Yue raised her eyebrows and laughed: "Young master, your way of addressing me is really cute. My surname is Wu, and I use the character 'Yue' (月) as my surname. If you don't mind, you can call me Madam Wu."

Judging by her age, she's well into her thirties. She certainly deserves to be called "Madam" or "Auntie".

Wu Yue covered her mouth and chuckled, "What do you want?"

After a moment's thought, the young Long Jingyuan said softly, "Sister Yue, I am a spirit from the capital. I was born not long ago and happen to live right under your house. I thought we would be neighbors in the future, so I came to say hello. There's nothing else to say."

When he smiled, two shallow dimples appeared at the corners of his mouth, sweet and soft.

Wu Yue couldn't help but reach out and pinch the boy's cheek. Her tone left him unsure whether she believed him or not: "Oh... a little devil from the capital, just born, yet so polite! I'll accept your kindness. What would you like to eat? I'll send someone to the kitchen to get you some pastries and snacks. Hurry back after you've gotten them."

"Sister Yue, you're still a virgin, so how come you're calling yourself 'this lady'?" Long Jingyuan asked in confusion, as this didn't match what he had read in his travelogue. Generally, women who called themselves "lady" were married women who had made love with their husbands on their wedding night and were radiant with happiness.

But after glancing at Sister Yue several times, he realized she was clearly a young woman in her boudoir.

Upon hearing this, Wu Yue staggered in fright. She turned around and stared at Long Jingyuan in disbelief: "Are you really a spirit? Then why... do you have no demonic aura at all?"

“I’m not a demon.” Long Jingyuan shook his head, then said in a soft voice, “I’m a spirit.”

"So... what's the difference?"

Long Jingyuan walked closer to Wu Yue, extending his hand with a hint of smugness. With a whoosh, a cluster of golden, flower-shaped flames shot from his fingertips. The boy grinned sweetly, "It's a kind of minor deity. I am the true form of the capital city; as long as the city exists, I exist; if the city falls, I perish. I can sense every person and every place living in the capital. If you want to find someone, I can find them for you immediately."

"oh?"

Wu Yue pondered for a moment, thinking of asking him a question related to the current young master of the Wu family, but blurted out: "Then tell me, what is Su Qin'an doing now, and what does he look like?"

After saying this, Long Jingyuan closed his eyes, then opened them again a moment later, his tone serious: "He is blind, and there is thick black energy above his head; this is the sign of impending death."

"?!"

Wu Yue was stunned.