"Old Mrs. Lai need not be afraid, it's just a calming talisman," Zhong Niangyao's ethereal voice rang out. "It won't harm you at all; instead, it will calm your mind and soothe your emotions."
It was unclear whether it was the effect of the talisman or because Zhong Niangyao's voice was exceedingly comforting, but Old Mrs. Lai felt much refreshed. Slowly, she opened her eyes and saw Zhong Niangyao still sitting opposite her, her expression unchanged.
Yet, in that tranquil demeanor, she discerned a confidence that spoke of a well-laid plan.
"Zhong Niangyao, who exactly are you?" Old Mrs. Lai's expression was complex. "And about earlier—"
"Didn't you just call out my name?" Zhong Niangyao smiled as she spoke. "Moreover, I had introduced myself the moment I arrived."
"With such abilities, why did you initially follow Li Jingming?" Old Mrs. Lai was genuinely puzzled and bemused. "And, how did you come to fancy someone like Li Jingming?"
