The man's words caught both of them by surprise. His wife is in such a state, and he doesn't want her cured?
Clutching the drum, Bai Lingmiao thought for a moment. With some hesitation, she tried to persuade him, "Venerable Master, if she's truly possessed, she must be treated. Being possessed is a terrible experience, and it's a matter of life and death. How about this? I don't need any payment."
Hearing this, Zhao Qin's brow furrowed sharply. He slammed the saucer he was holding onto a nearby table with a sharp rap. "Chengxing, see the guests out."
Wang Chengxing, who was standing by, took a large step forward to block the path between his Master and the two women. "It's not safe for young ladies to travel at night," he said with a faint smile. "Allow me to personally escort you two home. Where do you live?"
Seeing how adamantly they were being turned away, Chun Xiaoman sighed softly. She no longer insisted, instead taking Bai Lingmiao's hand to lead her outside.
