With his first battle a resounding success and a substantial sum of 20,000 yuan easily earned, Zhang Shaozhong walked with an air of superiority.

"See that? That's the power of turning knowledge... uh, the power of turning skills into reality!"

Zhang Shaozhong said smugly, "From now on, we'll follow this path, specializing in these small cases—safe, efficient, and quick money!"

Night Enchantress chimed in, "That's right! Much easier than dealing with those real evil spirits and ghosts! Let's find something more challenging next time!"

Ling Qingxue cautioned, "Fortune and misfortune are intertwined; do not be greedy. Such matters involve cause and effect, so you must be extremely cautious."

Zhang Shaozhong verbally agreed, but he didn't really take it seriously.

The dressing table in Mr. Wang's house was utterly insignificant in front of the two big shots, which led him to make a wrong assessment of the supernatural level of "this world".

The good days didn't last long before new private messages arrived.

This time it was a woman with an anxious tone, whose ID was "A Mother Heartbroken".

"Help, streamer! Please save my son! He seems... he seems to be possessed!"

Zhang Shaozhong's heart tightened. Possessed by an evil spirit? This sounded more troublesome than a haunted house. He cautiously replied, "Please don't rush, tell me slowly, what exactly happened?"

A mother, her voice trembling with grief, sent a series of voice messages: "My son, Xiaohao, is ten years old. Starting today, he suddenly seems like a completely different person!"

"They keep saying I'm a demon, I'm not your son, I'm a demon!! My son must be possessed! He's never been like this before!"

Zhang Shaozhong explained the situation to Ling Qingxue and Ye Meier.

Ye Meier was the first to speak: "A ten-year-old child? It doesn't sound like something powerful is possessing him. He's probably just a wandering ghost, or he's been frightened and lost his soul."

She felt she was familiar with this business.

Ling Qingxue pondered for a moment and said, "Children are pure of heart and easily disturbed by external evils. But it is also possible that it is not an external cause, but rather internal heat attacking the heart and the spirit is unstable. We need to see it with our own eyes to make a judgment."

Zhang Shaozhong hesitated for a moment: "This... involves children, isn't there a risk?"

Ye Meier said nonchalantly, "What's there to be afraid of? With me and the fake Qinggao here, how can a little brat cause any trouble? Let's go take a look! If it really is a lost soul, we can easily retrieve it and make some money!"

Encouraged by Ye Meier and driven by his desire for income, Zhang Shaozhong replied to "heartbroken mother" and arranged a time to visit her.

The meeting took place in an ordinary residential community.

The woman who opened the door was Mrs. Li, with a haggard face and tears in her eyes.

When she saw Ling Qingxue and Ye Meier, it was as if she had seen saviors; she almost knelt down on the spot.

"Masters! Masters! You must save Xiao Hao!"

The atmosphere inside the room was very oppressive.

A middle-aged man sat on the sofa smoking, looking worried; it was Mr. Li.

He clearly didn't really believe in hiring a "master," but for the sake of his wife and children, he had no choice but to acquiesce.

"Where is the child?" Ling Qingxue asked directly.

"He's...locked the door in his room and won't come out."

Mrs. Li pointed to the bedroom door.

Just then, a loud bang came from the bedroom, like something had hit the floor, followed by a boy's shrill scream: "Get out! All of you get out! I'm a demon! I'm not your son!"

Ling Qingxue and Ye Meier exchanged a glance, communicating with each other.

Night Enchantress: 'The aura is a bit murky, but I didn't detect a strong ghostly scent.'

Ling Qingxue: 'He is quite resentful and filled with bitterness, yet the source seems to lie within himself.'

Zhang Shaozhong braced himself and said to Mrs. Li, "Can we go in and see the child?"

Mrs. Li hesitated for a moment, then took out her key and opened the bedroom door.

The room was a mess, with books and toys scattered everywhere.

A thin boy was curled up on the bed, his eyes were dark-rimmed and his face was pale.

Ling Qingxue's gaze swept across the room, finally settling on the phone on the bed and the boy, her brows furrowing slightly.

Night Enchantress was much more direct; she walked behind the boy and patted him on the shoulder.

"Hey kid, what are you doing?"

The boy whirled around, revealing bloodshot, menacing eyes, and screamed, "Don't touch me! You old hag!"

That exclamation of "old hag" really got Ye Meier fired up!

When had this witch ever been treated like this? Her eyes turned cold, and an invisible pressure instantly spread from her body!

Although extremely weak, it was enough to deal with an ordinary child.

The boy, Xiao Hao, was intimidated by this imposing aura, and his arrogance immediately diminished, causing him to shrink back in fear.

Ling Qingxue stepped forward at the right moment, gently touched Xiao Hao's brow with her finger, and sent a cool breath over it.

Xiao Hao trembled, and the bloodshot and fierce look in his eyes seemed to dissipate a little. He looked at the two unfamiliar but beautiful older sisters in front of him with a blank expression.

"Who...who are you?"

Ling Qingxue spoke calmly: "Tell me, where have you been recently? What have you seen? What obsessions are you harboring?"

Her voice carried a peculiar, soothing power.

Under this atmosphere, Xiao Hao couldn't help but speak up: "No... I didn't go anywhere... I just went to school, and then came home to play games... They won't let me play games! They even banned my account! I hate them!"

He got excited again as he spoke.

Ye Meier stood to the side, arms crossed, sneering:

"I thought it was some powerful thing possessing me, but it turns out I was just delusional!"

Zhang Shaozhong also understood.

This isn't some kind of possession; it's clearly internet addiction combined with teenage rebellion.

Ling Qingxue withdrew her hand and said to Mrs. Li and Mr. Li, "Your son is not possessed by evil spirits."

Mrs. Li exclaimed anxiously, "Impossible! Master, he used to be very well-behaved!"

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