Her destiny stolen? The Divine Witch Ancestor has returned!

"Shut up!" Ling Yuchen grabbed Ling Fei, who was about to pounce on Wu Zhao, with one hand.

His eyes were deep and unfathomable as he tentatively asked, "How did you know..."

Wu Zhao pointed to his eyes and said, "Of course, I can see it."

"You don't have to believe me, so hurry up and choose a good coffin for your sister."

After speaking, Wu Zhao frowned in confusion, feeling that what he said sounded a little...familiar?

Ling Yuchen's face darkened, and then he looked at Gu Jiaxi, who was standing with her arms crossed, ready to watch the show: "Can't you say something?"

Gu Jiaxi shrugged. The others who came with him had already led the terrified girls aside.

Looking at the several female fans who were still in shock, Gu Jiaxi said, "I can't control that."

"I've already knelt before her, how could I dare say a word?" Gu Jiaxi thought to herself.

"Big brother, she's a liar, you can't believe her!" Ling Fei argued urgently. "You know I'm always very well-behaved at home, you promised me you'd give me whatever I wanted—"

"I did promise you." Ling Yuchen held her hand tightly, his expression calm as he said, "But the condition for my promise was that my sister would be unharmed."

His eyes met Ling Fei's panicked gaze: "You understand what I mean, right?"

"I don't want to understand at all!" Ling Fei roared inwardly, on the verge of a breakdown.

What does that sickly man's life or death have to do with me? I just want to live, what did I do wrong!

As if hearing the scream in her heart, Wu Zhao suddenly said, "Everything you have now is based on a kind-hearted girl. Without her, you would still be fighting with wild dogs for food in the garbage dump."

"You've got everything that belonged to her, and now you greedily want to completely replace her. Is there any way to have such a good deal? Are you going to dump all your suffering on an innocent person?"

"Sometimes, greed...can kill those who reap without sowing."

As Wu Zhao spoke, Ling Fei's face grew paler and paler.

Noticing that Ling Yuchen's breathing was somewhat heavy beside her, Ling Fei stammered, "No, I didn't... Brother, don't believe her!"

"I haven't asked this young lady's name yet." Ling Yuchen ignored Ling Fei and looked at Wu Zhao solemnly: "If it's alright, I would like to invite you to my home."

Lan Yao frowned: "Mr. Ling, my young lady is very busy."

Ling Yuchen then noticed Lan Yao, who had been standing silently to the side. The familiar face reminded him of something.

His expression was somewhat stunned: "You are... Lan Yao, who works by Gu Chen's side?"

"Could this person be...?"

"Ahem." Gu Jiaxi nudged him. "This is my uncle's distinguished guest, Wu Zhao."

Wu Zhao nodded: "Just call me by my name. I'm not available right now, but I can leave a phone number. When the time is right, I'll come and bother you."

"But now, you'd better go home right away. The people around your sister are preparing to change her usual medication."

Ling Yuchen was immediately startled: "What?!"

Before he could speak, he grabbed Ling Fei and started to leave. As he left, he said to Gu Jiaxi, "I owe you a favor, I'll make it up to you next time."

Ling Fei staggered as he dragged her along, her expression a mixture of pain and fear: "Brother, brother, slow down. I'm scared, please don't do this—!"

"Shut up, don't call me brother!"

After the two left, Gu Jiaxi also had her team members take away the few listless and dazed fans.

He asked Wu Zhao, "These people...?"

“They had dirty mouths, so let them see the world,” Wu Zhao said calmly. “Don’t worry, it won’t kill them.”

The most vengeful of all, the sorcerer chose to make them suffer in order to avoid divine retribution.

It doesn't matter if she can't kill; she has plenty of strength and means to make people wish they were dead.

"...Never mind, whatever makes you happy." Gu Jiaxi said softly, then asked, "Did you specifically ask Lan Yao to call me over for something?"

Wu Zhao thought for a moment before saying, "If a multi-person incident were to occur in the capital, wouldn't that be considered a serious security incident?"

Gu Jiaxi's expression turned serious. "Is something going to happen at Xinghai Building?"

Shaking his head, Wu Zhao said, "It's not a lot of people. If we can control it, only two or three people will die."

"However... there will likely be significant negative impacts."

The person who set up that altar, and Luo Jing, who was targeted by Peach Fairy and would have to pay the price.

Another Wu Zhao was not very sure either. After the evil image was shattered, would the person behind it protect Shen Jiaojiao?

Luo Jing is a film emperor, which shows his influence.

Furthermore, setting up such an altar on the top floor of the Xinghai Building is probably not something an ordinary person could do.

"You know who it is?!" Gu Jiaxi exclaimed in surprise. "Then...can't we save them?"

That's the downside of communicating with such upright people; even if someone is extremely wicked, they can't help but want to save them.

Wu Zhao said helplessly, "I can't save them. You know, we have to follow the law of cause and effect in this line of work."

"It's impossible for someone to get what they want without paying the price."

She glanced intently at the floor-to-ceiling windows on the third floor of the building, as if she could sense some kind of gaze upon them.

Seeing the puzzled looks on Lan Yao and Gu Jiaxi's faces, she said, "When Gu Chen and I participated in the show, we encountered a silly little spirit. Because she was saved, she agreed to protect her benefactor's bloodline and village. Unfortunately... her benefactor's bloodline was killed, and she was unable to fulfill her promise to her benefactor."

"From the moment she learned that the descendant of her benefactor had not died a natural death, it was destined that she would seek revenge."

Although the price of revenge might be the destruction of one's own soul.

Gu Jiaxi sighed: "Although I don't understand you, we live in a society governed by the rule of law. If there is murder, the police force will not stand idly by."

"Then why was the case of Luo Jing's wife jumping to her death six months ago closed as a suicide? And why wasn't her identity revealed at the time of her death?" Wu Zhao retorted, a hint of mockery in his expression.

Luo Jing's wife? Gu Jiaxi was taken aback.

half year ago?

"You mean the person who jumped off the building at Jing'an Sanatorium was Luo Jing's wife?" Gu Jiaxi gasped, realizing something.

He had a very deep impression of the deceased, and even he was shocked when he saw him at the forensic station.

He was so thin that he was just skin and bones, his arms and legs were covered with cuts, and there were many bite marks on his wrists.

It should be noted that although Jing'an Sanatorium is a hospital, it is also a mental hospital.

With the added evidence of surveillance footage from that time and long-standing medical records, the case was hastily closed even though the deceased still had these inexplicable injuries.

"I remember that the deceased's parents strongly insisted on burying her and didn't intend to pursue the hospital's fault... Then someone pulled some strings in the middle, which is why that case..."

Gu Jiaxi fell silent.

Wu Zhao smiled faintly, "So you see, even if some people comfortably enjoy everything their wives bring them, they can still ruthlessly turn their former bedmates away..."

"Push them off the building!"

Bang—Crack—

A loud crash followed by the sound of shattering glass.

Immediately afterwards, a figure fell out of the shattered window, and then... the person was completely pierced by the sharp pillar standing below.

He stopped breathing on the spot.

"Ahhhh-"

Screams erupted, and Gu Jiaxi quickly ran towards the scene.

"Miss Wu?" Lan Yao whispered in Wu Zhao's ear.

Wu Zhao looked up and saw the almost invisible figure standing in the shards of glass on the third floor.

Peach blossoms drifted in from who knows where, bringing a faint fragrance with them in the rustling cold wind.

As more and more petals fell, Wu Zhao heard a soft whisper tinged with amusement.

"Thank you, Master Shaman."

"besides--"

"Goodbye."