The old lady turned and went to the kitchen, and Yue Qingqing took the opportunity while the living room was empty to silently pull open the door and step inside.
The dark energy shackled by the jade pendant on her chest transformed back into a ghastly face.
It became increasingly violent, and it almost broke free in a faint struggle.
Yue Qingqing knew she was close to her target and calmly cast several spells.
Spiritual Energy twirled around the ghastly face like a small tornado.
The ghastly face, dizzy from the spinning and human-like, saw stars before its eyes and was scattered back into energy.
Yue Qingqing, sensing the source, crept toward a small room.
The old lady was busy in the kitchen, her mind full of her well-behaved grandson, not noticing the slight figure at all.
Just as Yue Qingqing was about to push the door open, having cracked it slightly, she abruptly stopped her hand.
There was someone in the room...
It was Liu Pingxiu.