Zhao Ci found Zhang Da Yong increasingly difficult to figure out.
It was like the guy was fucking nuts.
Just a moment ago at dinner, a wish had popped up over his head: 'I must find out what's really...'
That's right!
The text had barely half-appeared before it vanished.
It left Zhao Ci feeling utterly frustrated.
'He had a feeling this was very likely the real reason why Huangfu Song had possessed his Mansion Official.'
'If I just knew what that was, I could drive his Soul Mist out of Zhang Da Yong's body. Then I could find a way to guide my little aunt to the right conclusion and strike back hard against these psychos.'
But in the end...
Damn it!
A psycho is a psycho. The wish was only half-formed, and he just went and dismissed it.
'It's so damn confusing!'
'How can you just discard your entire reason for being here in an instant?'
'Trying to win the edging challenge, are we?'
Fine!
Dismiss it then, whatever.
