"Mr. Chu, rest assured, I will do my best. This Yu Nianzhao's occult skills are formidable. I've suffered under her hands before. The collapse of the ghost realm severely damaged me, and I have not yet fully recovered, so we must be cautious."
Mage Lianzhao clasped his hands together, almost chanting, 'Amitabha.'
"Hmph! I think you're just making excuses. No matter what, I only want one result now, and that is to find my father's soul, just like me, to find a vessel for him."
Chu Wenjun directly gave the order.
Mage Lianzhao frowned and spoke politely, "The vessel isn't something you can find easily. If the soul resists, you can't force it in. Even my body is temporarily holding Mr. Chu until we find a suitable vessel."
Chu Wenjun impatiently said, "Nonsense, do you think I enjoy sharing a body with you?"
Mage Lianzhao shook his head helplessly, sighing. If not for the lure of money, he wouldn't have bothered with this toil.
