In a flash, Nan Xian figured it out.

The only way to resolve the current predicament is to provoke Ahua to attack him, preferably with magic.

However, if she could think of this, the other party must have considered it as well.

The situation suddenly reached a stalemate.

The human and the demon stood facing each other across a chair.

Nan Xian remained on edge, her eyes fixed on his every move, every muscle in her body on high alert.

The tremors were intensifying, and the faint cracking sounds could be heard from afar, as if something had collapsed.

She swayed unexpectedly and staggered half a step.

In that instant, she caught a glimpse of the lost and found at the service desk. On top of it was a picture book with highly saturated colors spelling out the four large characters on the cover: "The Art of War by Sun Tzu".

A sudden inspiration struck her, and an idea came to her mind—

Nan Xian steadied herself by holding onto the corner of the table, looked up and stared directly at Ahua, and said, "I'm an actress. Your little tricks are no match for me. Since you've already been discovered, why don't you reveal your true identity?"

"My true form?" Ahua sneered, then let out a strange laugh, full of mockery. "Aren't you afraid of wetting your pants when you see it?"

Nan Xian: "Oh? I don't believe you. I guess you're just bluffing. You don't dare to use force against me, nor can you use magic, because there are restrictions in this hospital... The longer this goes on, the greater the chance of you being exposed. Situ Ting may come back at any time. Once it's discovered that you're not the real Ahua, she will immediately wipe you out. Am I right?"

The smile on Ahua's face vanished instantly. His lips moved, and he stared at her with a gloomy gaze.

Nan Xian laughed, continuing to provoke him: "Oh—and the reason you're unwilling to reveal your true form is because you're just a small fry, too weak, and can only rely on your master's influence to forcibly possess this body, fearing that if you reveal your true form you'll be driven away by the original owner—"

Before she could finish speaking, Ahua suddenly sprang to his feet, his features contorted in a ferocious grimace, his once round, dark brown eyes now turning into eerie, slanted green ones, glaring at her as if they were poisoned.

"Shut up! Shut up!" he hissed, as if two voices were speaking at the same time. "I'm not a nobody! I'm not afraid of him!"

Nan Xian felt as if her eardrums were about to burst from the sound. She gasped and instinctively raised her hand to cover her ears, causing the chair she was holding to fall to the ground with a thud.

Ahua seemed to have finally seized the opportunity. His green eyes flashed with wild joy, and he leaped forward, pouncing straight at her.

At the same time, Nan Xian's distressed expression vanished, and with lightning speed, she pulled out the jade pendant that Yunwu had given her from her bosom and threw it towards Ahua.

According to Situ Ting, Yunwu is their ancestor, so she is most likely also human.

As long as He is essentially human, and the jade tablet contains the magic He infused into it, then releasing energy onto Ahua will definitely trigger the restriction!

Since we can't trap him, we might as well "draw a circle around the world and imprison him"!

However--

The jade pendant struck Ahua directly, but instead of blasting him away like it had when it attacked Situ Ting, it didn't react at all and then fell to the ground with a "thud".

Nan Xian was stunned, staring at the scene in disbelief.

Ahua was also stunned for a moment. He looked down at the jade pendant for a long time, then suddenly grinned and burst into laughter.

He laughed so hard he almost fell over, pointing at Nan Xian.

"Humans are all fools after all, they can't even tell who's friend and who's foe! How laughable, how laughable!"