"The divination indicates great misfortune; this doesn't look promising at all."
Lianzhao the Mage, surrounded by followers, holds the divination compass and stands murmuring at the entrance of the Prince Su Mansion.
"Mage, you must save our children! They've been feverish for three days and nights; if this continues, they'll be gone."
"Yes, Mage, we are willing to join forces to eliminate the demoness!"
"Mage, we implore you, for the sake of these poor children, take action."
This group has gone mad, brainwashed by rumors and hearsay.
They spared no expense in hiring Lianzhao the Mage from Qingyun Taoist Temple to 'exorcise'; they pinned all their hopes on him.
"Dear benefactors, I shall do my utmost."
Lianzhao the Mage presses his palms together, not rushing, instead calmly waiting.
"I wondered who it might be, and it turns out to be the sect leader of Qingyun Taoist Temple."
