The Local Government responded, but it would still take some time for them to arrive; this minor spell didn't possess complex information exchange capabilities.
So, Zhou Li pushed the door and walked out.
This villa district was well-landscaped. Mr. Jiang stood under a tree, pinching a cigarette butt and watching the countless insects retreat. For a moment, he seemed lost in a trance.
"Mr. Jiang?"
"Oh? Is it resolved?" Mr. Jiang came to his senses.
"Not yet," Zhou Li shook his head. "This matter may be related to your ancestors. Do you remember where your family's ancestral tomb is?"
"I remember hearing that our family was quite distinguished in ancient times, though I can't find any specific records," Mr. Jiang said, pondering, his gaze flickering to the insects retreating across the ground. "So, are all those legends about demons and monsters true?"
"Not all of them."
