Wu Peng was so angry that his nostrils flared and his hands clenched into fists.
Rong Yan stepped in front of him: "My master has never been wrong. I advise you to think it through."
Gao Yuan remained silent, his nerves on edge, watching Wu Peng's every move intently.
Wu Peng slapped the talisman away with one palm.
"How dare you curse my son! If I didn't refrain from hitting women, I would have beaten you to death today!"
He gritted his teeth, packed his things, and left.
Su Lenghe stared at his retreating figure, her eyes deep and unfathomable.
Whether the child lives or dies depends on Wu Peng's choice.
Rong Yan's gaze inadvertently swept over the insects on the ground, and he suddenly realized that there were no insect corpses left.
"Master, where did the insects go?"
Su Lenghe tapped Rong Yan on the forehead: "You obviously haven't been studying properly, you don't even know how to use illusions."
Rong Yan covered his head and said aggrievedly, "Master, I know how to use illusions, but I didn't see it with my own eyes."
A smokescreen is a technique that obscures the true nature of reality.
Gao Yuan asked, puzzled, "Why would Master Su use an illusion?"
Since there are no bugs, does that mean the medicine is effective?
Su Lenghe knew what Gao Yuan was thinking: "There really are bugs inside, but you can't see them with the naked eye. I just used an illusion to make them appear."
Gao Yuan felt disappointed: "It seems my sister is going to be disappointed."
Su Lenghe was about to say a few words of comfort.
Gao Yuan's mobile phone text message notification sounded.
He said helplessly, "My sister knows I met with you and is rushing over now."
Su Lenghe smiled slightly: "Okay."
Gao Yuan: "Master Su, didn't you want to buy something? Keep an eye on things first, my sister will be here in a while."
Su Lenghe wanted to see an object that could store spiritual energy, but Rong Yan didn't yet have the ability to distinguish spiritual energy, so they could only look at each shop one by one.
After visiting twenty stores, Su Lenghe still hadn't found anything she liked, with only one store left to visit.
The opening hours of the Mood Antique Shop are unpredictable, and the prices also depend on the owner's mood.
If the boss is in a good mood, he might give you things for free; if he's in a bad mood, he won't sell you anything even if you offer a price a thousand or ten thousand times higher than the market price.
Every time Rong Yan came, the shop was closed, so he never went there.
Unlike other shops with their rustic yet luxurious decor, this shop can be described as having no decor at all.
The display cases on both sides are made of solid wood, without even a coat of varnish, and have been used for a long time, showing the marks of time.
As soon as she stepped inside, Su Lenghe felt a surge of spiritual energy coming towards her.
Having not felt abundant spiritual energy for a long time, Su Lenghe felt her pores relax.
Rong Yan felt refreshed and full of energy.
Gao Yuan felt a clarity in his mind he had never experienced before.
There was no one in the shop. Rong Yan called out twice, but no one responded. He asked in surprise, "Where did the person who opened the shop go?"
Su Lenghe looked around and smiled slightly: "Never mind, it seems we are not destined to be together. Let's go."
As she left, she pointed lightly, and a golden light leaped from her fingertip, then slowly rose and hovered in mid-air.
I never expected to know someone at this shop.
When the three returned, Su Lenghe sensed a familiar spiritual energy.
She was startled and was about to take a closer look.
But that spiritual energy vanished in an instant.
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