Before long, they arrived at a small courtyard at the town's edge. Yan Zhengya could sense the unusual supernatural aura from a distance. This demon seemed to have been here for some years, otherwise it wouldn't be so intense.
Wang Congshan pointed at the courtyard and said to Yan Zhengya, "Daoist, this is the place. Let's go in first, and I'll explain everything in detail."
Yan Zhengya nodded and followed him inside. The little piglet sleeping soundly in Yan Zhengya's arms had already woken up and was curiously looking around.
After knocking on the door a few times, a maid opened it. Her face was pale, with dark circles under her eyes, and the overpowering aura emanating from her invigorated Yan Zhengya.
"Xiao Hong, where's your mistress?" Wang Congshan asked.
"Waiting for you inside," Xiao Hong replied woodenly and then turned away.
Wang Congshan, wearing a companionable smile, led Yan Zhengya to the inner room at the back.
