Xia Xin struggled to show a comforting smile, "That... yes."
Wen Zishu and Shang Junxiao nearly passed out.
To them, Xia Xin’s comforting smile was completely ineffective.
"There are really ghosts in this world..." Shang Junxiao said as he supported Wen Zishu, his legs trembling.
Wen Zishu’s heart was filled with expletives.
Don’t cling to him, he was hardly holding up himself!
Wen Zishu, almost on instinct, clung to Shang Junxiao as he moved closer to Fu Shiyan’s side.
Duan Jianchuan was a soldier and could hold his ground. He stared at Lin Yurong for a while before asking, "Lin Yurong, are you Lin Yurong?"
Lin Yurong looked back at him nervously, not understanding how this person knew her.
Wen Zishu was also startled, "Old Duan, you... you know her? This isn’t a romantic debt you’ve incurred, is it?"
"You think I’m like you?" Duan Jianchuan gave him a look, "Yesterday, the Abbot asked Brother Three to help investigate a girl named Lin Yurong. It went through my hands; I saw her photo."
Hearing Duan Jianchuan say this, Lin Yurong and the others finally understood the situation.
Wen Zishu realized, "So Brother Three came to see the Abbot today... because of this?"
Fu Shiyan looked toward Jiangli, "This is the information about Lin Yurong and Fu Yuxing, the Abbot might want to take a look."
"Please, have a seat and talk."
Jiangli took it from him and made a welcoming gesture.
Fu Shiyan and Duan Jianchuan sat down with ease.
Wen Zishu and Shang Junxiao looked at Lin Yurong standing beside Jiangli, feeling scared, hesitant to approach.
Xia Xin saw what they were thinking and reassured, "Mr. Xiaowen, rest assured and go on, she’s a good person and won’t hurt anyone. Besides, even if the worst came to the worst, we still have our Abbot here, nothing will happen."
Right, it seemed to be the case.
Indeed, Lin Yurong was being very well-behaved beside Jiangli.
Wen Zishu took several deep breaths, mentally prepared himself, and walked over.
Shang Junxiao clung to him like a huge burden.
As a result, Wen Zishu moved incredibly slowly, like a snail carrying a shell.
Jiangli couldn’t help but glance at them.
Her gaze swept over Shang Junxiao, and she spoke faintly, "Someone has been harming you recently; be careful."
Shang Junxiao was startled; he immediately forgot his fear and hurriedly moved closer, sitting down in front of Jiangli, "Can the Abbot see what has happened to me?"
"Soul capture; someone is manipulating you, and your eyes reveal that you’re charmed—it’s a romantic debt, but not a good one; rather, it’s the Peach Blossom Evil," Jiangli glanced at him and opened the information in her hands.
She was not very familiar with simplified Chinese characters.
Jiangli unconsciously looked towards Xia Xin.
Xia Xin immediately understood and was about to come over.
But at that moment, Fu Shiyan spoke up, "Does the Abbot need my help?"
Jiangli was taken aback, "What?"
"Should I read the information to the Abbot?" Fu Shiyan said with a mild, polite smile.
Wen Zishu and Duan Jianchuan turned sharply to look at Fu Shiyan in unison.
They had never seen Brother Three so willing to help others.
Fu Shiyan sat there, immovable.
Jiangli was indifferent, "Sure, if Mr. Fu is willing to help, that would be wonderful."
She handed the information to Fu Shiyan.
Fu Shiyan reached out to take it.
Jiangli noticed that Fu Shiyan’s fingers were indeed very slender, even more delicate and beautiful than a woman’s hand.
From his physique, Fu Shiyan’s body was truly exquisite from top to bottom, bottom to top, even the strands of his hair were excessively attractive.
Jiangli silently praised him.
Fu Shiyan took the information and, meeting Jiangli’s admiring gaze, gave a slight smile and smoothly recited the data to her.
Jiangli was astounded; his voice was just so pleasant to listen to.