Just as Zhang Shensuan was ripping apart the skirt of one of the girls, about to proceed harmoniously.
A faint golden radiance flashed through the window!
Zhang Shensuan sensed a chilly aura creeping up his spine. He didn’t even have time to pull up his pants before checking to see if he had forgotten to close the window.
The faint glow formed a dense golden net that enclosed his head.
In that moment, he became a turtle in a jar!
"Who’s casting a spell to harm me?"
"Daluo Golden Immortal protect me, Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad hasten like the law... Oh dear, my head!!"
Zhang Shensuan was still trying to chant spells to resist the constraints of the golden net. However, in the next moment, it felt like a hole was drilled into his head.
But it wasn’t blood flowing out, rather streams of intangible, odorless, eerie white vapor.
Zhang Shensuan was horrified.
Throughout the entire Empire, except for his master Master Wu Ming, who else could possibly have the ability to harm him? And not only harm him, but also extract something from his body?
Why does it feel like his very soul is being extracted?!
What terrifying figure had he possibly offended?
Or in other words, who was more powerful than the Nangong Family that dared to target him?
He suddenly remembered receiving a letter delivered by a crow earlier today.
It commanded him to deliver a medicine guide to Xi Rubao.
He hadn’t taken it seriously and had dismissed it.
So, was the other side now come to claim his life?
The person who commanded him claimed to be an Ancestor, but where did this Ancestor come from?
Hold on, Nangong Meng had once said she wanted to frame that classmate, Zuzi, who tried to jump off a building. She was usually very arrogant, always referring to herself as Ancestor...
He paid no mind to Zuzi’s command, and now retribution had come?
As the white vapor above his head became increasingly thin, Zhang Shensuan felt that his life was also being drained away, leaving him like a toad with its marrow extracted, collapsing to the ground.
The golden radiance gradually dissipated, taking the mass of white vapor with it out of the window.
Zhang Shensuan’s face twitched uncontrollably, half his face distorted so much that his features were twisted, especially his mouth, which almost went crooked to his ear.
It wasn’t just his face; half his body refused to obey him, as if an important nerve controlling his limbs was missing.
His body didn’t function properly, and naturally, the talisman paper he drew lost its effectiveness.
The three drunken girls on the bed, without the talisman paper’s confusion and suppression, all awoke.
Realizing they were placed in a hotel by an old lecher, they angrily grabbed whatever they could reach and fiercely beat Zhang Shensuan: "You shameless old man, we’ll beat you to death, beat you to death!"
Gu Jingyan, with a heavy heart, entered Nangong Meng’s ward.
Even though he was mentally prepared, his heart still skipped a beat when he saw Nangong Meng’s bald head and mutilated face.
Even being struck by lightning didn’t hurt this much!
Nangong Meng, upon seeing him, struggled to get up but couldn’t, her hoarse voice repeatedly saying: "It was Zuzi... Zuzi made me jump... Mr. Gu, you must make her pay for this..."
Gu Jingyan’s eyes were filled with complexity as he slowly spoke: "Why do you say that? Where’s the evidence?"
Nangong Meng pointed at an empty wine bottle: "She... poisoned me... Mr. Gu, for the sake of her being your sister, I won’t call the police, but you must... severely punish her..."
She knew Gu Jingyan was always upright, proud, and wouldn’t tolerate any wrongdoing.
If it weren’t with the intention to deliver a deadly blow to Zuzi, and ensure Zuzi couldn’t stay within the Gu Family, she would never have allowed herself to be seen by Mr. Gu so clearly.
She gambled that Mr. Gu would believe it was Zuzi, with her notorious reputation, who committed such a vicious act.
Gu Jingyan stared at the empty wine bottle, silent for a long while, before finally speaking with difficulty—