It was admiration and submission to the strong, and she even felt a sense of loss when she discovered that the other party had left.
Hearing the various compliments and praises people gave to Ruan Mingzhuo, Chu Yuqi found it somewhat amusing. They were truly like frogs in a well, unaware of their own limitations.
He didn't even bother to glance at the evil spirit; he just killed it without a second thought.
He had plenty of loyal pets and followers, and he didn't care about the fortune teller at all. That's probably why he didn't kill Ruan Mingzhuo.
Ruan Mingzhuo had no idea that her life or death was entirely in the hands of that important person, yet she was still gloating and playing the hero—how ridiculous!
"Are you awake?" He Wangyao sensed something was wrong and nudged the person leaning on her shoulder.
Chu Yuqi had no choice but to open her eyes.
Master Qinglian looked at her: "Are you alright?"
Chu Yuqi shook her head, her face full of guilt: "Daoist Master, I'm sorry, I was being controlled before and that's why I hurt you..."
Master Qinglian: "This has nothing to do with you. How are you feeling now?"
He was worried that Chu Yuqi might be unwell, since she had been possessed and he didn't know if it would have any negative effects. So he hurriedly took Chu Yuqi away and planned to give her a check-up.
As Chu Yuqi left, she glanced at Ming Zhuo in the crowd and silently thought to herself, "Idiot."
She left without hesitation, without joining the crowd.
Anyway, most of those who come to pick up the fortune teller are losers and won't amount to anything in the future, so there's no need to associate with them.
She didn't notice Gu Xu standing in the corner and Xu Shanglou next to Ming Zhuo. If she had, she definitely wouldn't have left so easily.
Gu Xu frowned as he watched her retreating figure.
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