Feng Zhen knew that he couldn't change Jiang Pengji's decision. He could only say helplessly, "I've heard that demons and ghosts are also a type of living spirit. She's targeted you so many times already! Perhaps there's some sort of hidden vendetta in all this. My lord, should we send someone out to investigate so that we can figure out who we're up against?"
Jiang Pengji casually ripped off a piece of cloth to wrap around her right hand, covering the black markings.
As she wrapped the cloth around her hand, she said, "No need. She's just one ghost, not something worth bringing our men into. It's not like I have enough free time to waste my efforts on investigating this kind of person. If she isn't afraid of dying, she can come to find me anytime and I'll make sure to grant her wish."