Glancing at his son, Ning Pengjun, Ning Jiacheng felt a lingering sense of fear. His son had studied abroad in his early years, and after returning to the Ning Family, he had indeed led them to a new peak with his modern ideas. The most unfortunate thing, however, was that his son never believed in ghosts or spirits. Even after hearing countless rumors about Master Xia, he remained a staunch disbeliever.
Indeed, making an atheist believe in such things was difficult. That was why Ning Pengjun had been worried about his father being deceived and insisted on coming along. Although Ning Jiacheng had warned him not to enter and to wait outside, Ning Pengjun couldn't resist rushing in the moment he heard Xiao Yun had woken up.
On the surface, I punished him for insulting Master Xia, but in reality, I was saving the entire Ning Family from the brink of disaster. If Ning Pengjun's words had truly angered Master Xia, I wouldn't know what to do.
