Xu Qing seemed not to understand at all, his eyes brightened as he said, "Then in the future, all the ghost opera performances in my shop will rely on Boss Liu!"
"Just this?"
"Of course, if Boss Liu knows any dancers and performers who can be bold, it would be perfect to have them perform at the anniversaries of the deceased."
"..."
A seductive dance for the dead? Liu Su'e's almond eyes widened; is this a tradition in the funerary business?
Xu Qing kept his promise, reciting a few spells symbolically, then reaching behind the other person and gently brushing, soon having a bright green horse whip in his hand.
"Please look, Boss Liu, your foster mother has always been with you in spirit..."
Liu Su'e looked at Xu Qing pulling a trick with the willow whip, surprised and delighted, "This is the horse whip given to me by my foster mother!"
"How did Brother Xu see it?"