After hearing Thirty-Five's confession, Ming Fei floated to Yan Muhuai's side and joined him in judging Thirty-Five. "As Mr. Yan's system, you discovered your boss's misconduct, but you didn't inform him immediately. You deserve to die."

Thirty-five gritted his teeth and yelled at her, "You didn't say it either. You are an accomplice. We must die together."

"Mr. Yan, is the boss's condition serious? Should we send him to the hospital?" Ming Fei simply ignored Sanshiwu's anger.

Yan Muhuai shook his head. "There's no point in going to the hospital. He's been devoured by evil spirits. His body is full of evil spirits now. Don't go near this room until he wakes up."

"Swallowed by evil spirit? How could this happen? The boss has always lived on evil spirit, how could he be swallowed?" Ming Fei didn't understand.

The effect of evil spirit on Rong Jin is like the need for humans to breathe fresh air.

Now Yan Muhuai's words were equivalent to telling her that it was too outrageous for a person to be poisoned to death by fresh air.

Yan Muhuai hadn't figured it out yet, but the sudden extra one million merit points gave him some ideas.

"When you first met him, did his evil spirit often get out of control?" he asked Ming Fei.

Ming Fei answered without hesitation, "Yes, and I'm unlucky too."

This was also the reason why she wanted to stay away from Rong Jin when she saw his evil spirit getting out of control. It was not until she regained her memory that she realized that she would not be affected by that evil spirit.

He got the expected answer, but Yan Muhuai still felt something was wrong. "That's impossible to have one million merit points..."