The reporters around them whispered among themselves.
Did Master Jiang see something again? Why is he so angry?
They had only seen Jiang Yuan truly angry once, during a live stream.
This is the second time.
They could clearly sense that Jiang Yuan was angry.
Duan Churan snapped out of her daze, looking into those dark eyes. It was as if nothing could be hidden from those eyes, including her innermost thoughts, which were laid bare before them. But—
She absolutely cannot admit it!
If she admits it, everything is over.
Her status, her future!
Duan Churan forced a smile and pretended to be calm, saying, "I made myself very clear just now. I rushed upstairs but was a step too late. I saw with my own eyes the roof beams collapse and fall on the little girl, and the fire engulfed her. Although I hesitated at that time, I wanted to rush up."
"As a result, the firefighters arrived in time and stopped me." Duan Churan and Jiang Yuan looked at each other and continued.
It's alright. As long as there's no evidence, everything Jiang Yuan said won't stand up to scrutiny.
If Jiang Yuan is so capable, then produce some evidence.
but--
She was the only one present at the time; there were no witnesses.
Unless Jiang Yuan can bring that little girl back to life and make her speak in front of everyone.
But such a thing has never been possible throughout history.
People cannot be brought back to life after they die.
Although she could be possessed by a ghost, she could insist that it was all fake, that she wasn't possessed by a ghost at all, but just acting.
Furthermore, that little girl has been dead for so many years, and she had a master perform a ritual to help her pass on to the afterlife after that, so she must have been reincarnated long ago.
"I know that Master Jiang might have felt a little uncomfortable or uncomfortable with my question just now, but I think that the question I asked is also what most of our viewers want to know. Master Jiang, there's no need to be so narrow-minded and make things difficult for me, putting such a big label on me." Duan Churan thought back to everything that had happened before, and after finding no flaws, he spoke boldly.
"Regarding that little girl, I... I already feel guilty enough. I feel guilty for not arriving sooner, guilty for not being able to save her, guilty for watching her die in the fire, I..."
Duan Churan became more and more agitated as she spoke, her face filled with guilt, as if she wished she were the one who had died, while also blaming Jiang Yuan for touching on her sore spots.
"Oh? Is that so? Since you feel so guilty, you should still remember what that little girl's name was, right?" Jiang Yuan said in an icy voice.
"Of course I remember, that little girl's name was Liu Yue," Duan Churan replied.
She remembers, of course she remembers.
That was the stepping stone that helped her climb up the ladder and squeeze out the media queen.
That was a crucial role in solidifying her position within the company.
How could she not remember!
She remembers it very clearly.
After her death, she gave her parents a sum of money and would take time each year to pay their respects to her.
Liu Yue's disability is congenital, because her parents are also deaf and mute. They earn money by working night shifts and sorting express deliveries. The money she gives them is far more than what they earn from working hard.
I can't say I can provide them with a life of plenty, but I can certainly ensure they have enough to eat and drink for a year or two.
When her parents received the money, they were overjoyed and thanked her profusely, saying she was a good person.
Liu Yue was a burden to them. Their parents' death actually made things easier. Otherwise, with three burdens living together, their lives would definitely get worse and worse.
As soon as Duan Churan finished speaking, a gust of cold wind swept by.
Snap—
Tap—tap—
Suddenly, the lights in the venue went out, plunging the surroundings into darkness.
Duan Churan felt a chill run down her spine.
"What happened? Why did the light suddenly go out? Is it short-circuited?" someone in the crowd asked.
"I don't know," another person replied.
"Oops, who stepped on my skirt?"
"Who stepped on my foot!"
...
Suddenly, all sorts of sounds rang out, and chaos erupted in the arena.
Inside the live stream room.
[Did you guys notice something was off? All the lights went out after Duan Churan finished talking about Liu Yue!]
I feel terrified right now; I have goosebumps all over my body.
[Master Li, Master Li, what's going on? If Master Li isn't here, Master Wang or Master Wu could answer!]
Li Chengdao: [Summoning a soul is usually impossible unless it's from a close relative, especially since this person has been dead for several years and should have been reincarnated long ago. How come they came so easily?]
【Interesting, this is really interesting, I saw it with my third eye, I saw it...】
Master Wu, take it easy. Opening your third eye shortens your lifespan. Don't turn it on like a flashlight all the time.
In this situation, even without having the ability to see into the heavens, one could guess that something had broken into the venue.
Trying to use your third eye to see who the intruder is is really playing with your lifespan.
They wouldn't dare to squander money like that.
[It's nothing, it's nothing, fellow colleagues, don't worry. It's just a little blood, I can handle it.]
[Besides, how can I broadcast live with you all if I don't have the ability to see the future? By the way, everyone, in recognition of my hard work, remember to contact me if you have any business. Those who follow Master Jiang can enjoy a 20% discount.]
Master Wu, what exactly did you see?!
[Urgent! I need to know what's going on! I'm staring wide-eyed at the screen and I can't see anything, just a black screen!]
Me too, it didn't work out, I didn't get it either. I want to know what happened.
I saw a silhouette, like a little girl...
Those with profound spiritual cultivation can see clearly with their third eye, but those like them, whose power and spiritual cultivation are insufficient, are lucky if they can see even the edges of the third eye.
As for those with profound spiritual attainments, they only knew of three.
Oh, and with Master Jiang who came later, there are four in total.
Two of them have died of illness, and the other has gone into seclusion.
However, even though only the outline can be seen, it is not difficult to imagine who that figure is.
Just as Master Wu clicked send, a sharp scream rang out in the live stream.
"ah--"
It was Duan Churan's voice.
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