Ji Xuewei rushed over, her fingers clenched tightly, and she gave a fierce tug at the edge of the rooftop, surprisingly pulling down a piece of torn white cloth.
She lit it on fire, and the scrap burned cleanly away.
Ji Xuewei turned her head, looking at Master Chen whose face didn't look good, and asked, "Master Chen, are you convinced now?"
Everyone still looked baffled, having no idea what had just happened.
Master Chen looked at Ji Xuewei, his lips moved but he stayed silent, then lifted his leg and headed downstairs.
Su Li rubbed her eyes, her eyes once again clear. She followed down to the second floor, the air conditioner in the office blew a chill that felt immensely pleasant.
Su Li glanced at Zhou Yitian, whose expression shifted unpredictably, looking somewhat incredulous and embarrassed.
A young girl impatiently asked, "What did this master do just now? Is there really something dirty in the office building?"
