A New Client and a Half-Million Yuan Reward

“Master Bai,” Liu Guochang began, “I’ve already sent you my contact information through a private message. Should there be anything I can assist you with in the future, I, Liu, pledge my unwavering support.”

After such an ordeal, even if a shred of disbelief lingered, Liu Guochang was utterly convinced. The stark contrast between the eerie chill that had once crawled down his spine and the newfound lightness in his neck was undeniable. He had never once suspected that the Vietnamese merchant would harbor such malicious intent, resorting to such a venomous method to harm him. Moreover, if Bai Wanwan’s words held true, his continued inaction would undoubtedly drag his own family into peril.

Gazesing at the jade in his hand, Liu Guochang hastily instructed his secretary to retrieve a red cloth, then meticulously wrapped the stone, layer upon layer, until it was completely concealed.

“You absolutely must use the talisman paper I sent you,” Bai Wanwan earnestly instructed. “A red cloth, while helpful, cannot completely thwart the little ghost’s movements; it can only offer a temporary reprieve. Only by wrapping the jade with the talisman paper within seven days can you guarantee that the little ghost will no longer attempt to cling to you.”

“I’ve got it, Master Bai, rest assured,” Liu Guochang replied, then hesitated. “As for the cost of the talisman paper…”

‘This young woman truly defies appearances,’ he mused, having now completely accepted Bai Wanwan’s formidable abilities. A heroic spirit shone in her brow, and the more he observed her, the more a sense of familiarity nagged at him, as if he had encountered her somewhere before. Yet, the specific memory eluded him. Lately, his mind had been a fog, constantly feeling heavy and sluggish. Whether it was the persistent fatigue in his limbs or his increasing forgetfulness and desire for sleep, he was almost certain it stemmed from the lingering presence of the little ghost on his neck.

“There’s no need,” Liu Hanzhi chirped, leaning in. “It was merely a small favor. Besides, Uncle, you’ve already showered us with so many gifts! And if anyone else you know requires assistance in this area, please don’t hesitate to contact us.” She enthusiastically promoted their services.

Bai Wanwan, never particularly adept at self-promotion, decisively ceded the spotlight to Liu Hanzhi. It was undeniable; the little ghost girl was utterly dedicated to her work. Dressed in her adorable mini-zombie cosplay, she hopped and skipped with boundless energy. Her short skirt swayed playfully with every movement. From her vantage point behind Liu Hanzhi, Bai Wanwan could observe her bending slightly, inadvertently revealing the smooth, rounded curve of her form, encased in delicate, dark fabric.

[This sister is so much better at drumming up business than Master Bai, what a cutie!]

[Master Bai has to be skilled at both ghost-hunting and live-streaming—isn’t that asking a bit much of her?]

[Still, I really want to see Master Bai hop and skip like this sister, it would be so adorable!]

“Speaking of people around me…” Liu Guochang pondered aloud, “it seems there truly is someone who desperately needs Master Bai’s assistance. This individual has been plagued by these bizarre issues for over two years now, and they’ve remained utterly unresolved.”

[Supernatural occurrences have been rampant these past two years, haven’t they?]

[Tell me about it! Near my place, there was a recent incident where eighteen people linked arms and jumped off a rooftop. It was utterly terrifying. They say those people were all smiling eerily right before they died!]

[We’ve had two similar incidents in our city lately.]

[It’s definitely becoming more frequent. Sometimes, just walking alone at night makes my spine tingle.]

[So, Master Bai is about to become the biggest sensation in the folklore category, isn’t she? I declare that from today, the folklore section will eclipse the lifestyle section. Let the ‘Don’t Laugh Challenge’ fade into oblivion; the ‘Ghost-Hunting Challenge’ is what we’re serving up next!]

[Support live ghost hunting!]

Liu Guochang racked his brain, finally recalling a business partner whose family owned a property long rumored to be haunted. The persistent rumors had, at one point, severely impacted their operations. Whether it was the staff they managed to hire or the clients they painstakingly acquired, everyone who visited once adamantly refused a second trip, citing terrifying encounters with ghosts. Some had even gone so far as to demand compensation for emotional distress. Yet, despite thorough investigations by both official authorities and their own hired teams, no tangible evidence or explanation had ever surfaced.

“Oh? A client?” Liu Hanzhi’s interest was immediately piqued. As Bai Wanwan’s agent, live-stream assistant, and even her marriage contract partner, she felt a natural obligation to secure more business and clients for Bai Wanwan.

“They’re located right here in Bai City, and I can arrange for them to contact you directly,” Liu Guochang explained. “It’s a nightclub, and strange occurrences plague it every single night after midnight. No one can explain them, and it even made the news two years ago.” He paused, then continued, “To resolve this issue, the owner has offered a substantial reward: five hundred thousand yuan. If Master Bai can help them, wouldn’t that five hundred thousand be an effortless addition to her coffers?”

The mention of such a sum made both Bai Wanwan and Liu Hanzhi’s eyes gleam. Five hundred thousand! That was a truly significant amount. Yet, could earning five hundred thousand truly be so simple? If it were, why would such a problem have tormented those people for two long years?

“Alright, Master Bai,” Liu Guochang concluded, “I’ll reach out to them first and send you the detailed information shortly.”