"Where exactly is that place?"
County Magistrate Li was clearly becoming impatient, pointing to the southwest: "About a hundred miles to the southwest from here, how much do you..."
Before he could even finish saying the word "money," Song Yin bowed with his hands clasped and said earnestly, "Thank you!"
As he spoke, a flash of light enveloped his body, and he disappeared from sight.
The light was so bright that County Magistrate Li involuntarily closed his eyes, and when he reopened them, there was no one to be seen.
"Healing the world, vanquishing demons and monsters, there is no need for money!"
Song Yin's voice, thunderous and grand, echoed through the air.
County Magistrate Li stood dumbfounded for a long while, looking at the empty guest room and the furniture, and stuttered to the steward, "Did...did you see that?"
The steward's face turned as white as a ghost, "A ghost..."
"How could a ghost enter my yamen?! That was a Daoist master, not some minor family's trick!"