The middle-aged woman saw Ye Huohuo suddenly open her eyes, and a cold glint shot out from them, startling her into stumbling back several steps.
"Are you, are you Master Ye?"
Ye Huohuo blinked. The killing intent from moments ago gradually dissipated into nothingness. "Are you looking for me?"
The middle-aged woman nervously rubbed her hands together in front of her. "Are, are you Master Ye?"
"I wouldn't call myself a master. My surname is Ye. If you have something to say, just say it directly." Seeing her so nervous, Ye Huohuo felt a little apologetic for having scared her. She tried to soften her voice.
The middle-aged woman nodded, but it was clear she was still very tense, her hands clenched into fists.
Ye Huohuo gestured towards the bench opposite her, inviting her to sit and talk.
The woman hesitated for a moment before finally sitting down.
"I, my name is Li Feng. I have a daughter! Her name is Lu Qing. She's very obedient and well-behaved. But, but recently, I don't know what's happened, she, she just won't wake up.
The doctors at the hospital couldn't find anything wrong. They just said she was sleeping, but she's been asleep for over ten days now... it's really not normal."
The woman became more agitated as she spoke, her hands rubbing together nervously in front of her again.
Ye Huohuo's gaze fell on her hands. She noticed a bruise on one hand and a hint of purple on her wrist peeking out from her sleeve.
Having been injured frequently herself, Ye Huohuo was all too familiar with such marks. This Li Feng must have been beaten, and judging by the color of the bruises, they were from different times.
Had she been beaten often?
"Are you experiencing domestic violence?" Ye Huohuo changed the subject when the woman fell silent.
Li Feng was taken aback by Ye Huohuo's sudden question, her body trembling. "Do you, do you really know everything?"
Ye Huohuo displayed an enigmatic smile. This was something she had learned from her master. Calculating a person's life and past was tiring. If they had to calculate the life experiences of every person who came to them for fortune-telling, they would be exhausted, and it wouldn't be necessary.
Calculating the future was to provide guidance and help people avoid misfortune. Calculating the past was to increase credibility.
Therefore, Master Xuan Ji always wore such an inscrutable smile and offered a hint, making the other party feel that he had everything under control, thus believing his words.
Ye Huohuo hadn't learned everything, but she had mastered this smile perfectly. It made people feel as if their entire ancestry had been divined.
Li Feng plopped down on her knees before Ye Huohuo.
"Little immortal, please save my daughter!"
Ye Huohuo was stunned by this. She quickly crouched down, intending to help her up. Having someone old enough to be her mother kneel before her was too much of a drain on her already limited lifespan.
"Elder sister, what are you doing? Please get up. We don't do things this way." Ye Huohuo managed to help her to her feet with considerable effort.
It took a good deal of comforting to calm Li Feng down.
"Sister Li, how did you know I was here? And how did you know my surname is Ye?" Ye Huohuo asked with a smile.
Her voice was as gentle as a breeze, and her smile was as warm as sunshine, slowly putting Li Feng at ease.
Only then did Li Feng resume her unfinished story.
"Last night, my daughter appeared to me in a dream, telling me to come to the Li Corporation to find a Master Ye, a young girl in her twenties. She said only you could save her, and it had to be before midnight tonight, or she would surely die.
I didn't believe it at first, as dreams are usually something that happens after death. But the dream was so vivid, so real... so real that in the dream, she broke a cup. This morning, when I woke up, I found that a cup in the living room was indeed broken.
It was exactly like in the dream. Moreover, in the dream, Little Qing also told me how to get upstairs and how to reach the rooftop.
I was still suspicious, but I followed her instructions and came to the rooftop, and I really found you. That means the dream was true, and everything Little Qing said in the dream was also true. Master Ye, please, save her!"
Ye Huohuo's frown deepened as she listened. "Dream? Coma?"
A coma often signified soul departure. If the soul had departed, there was a chance to appear in dreams to relatives. However, even if her daughter's soul had appeared in a dream to tell her to find Ye Huohuo, how did her daughter know where she was?
And how did her daughter know how to get to the rooftop of the Li Corporation?
After all, the Li Corporation building was a strictly managed office building. Without identification, one couldn't even get past security, let alone reach the rooftop?
And the most crucial point, how did Li Feng's daughter know that Ye Huohuo would be on the Li Corporation rooftop at this specific time? Did her daughter, Lu Qing, possess precognitive abilities?
This piqued Ye Huohuo's curiosity. "Alright then, give me your daughter's photo and her birth details. Let me see if I can help you!"
Li Feng immediately took out a photo of a girl from her bag. The moment Ye Huohuo saw the girl in the photo, her heart clenched. Was it her?
Ye Huohuo looked up and examined Li Feng more closely. Indeed, she bore some resemblance to the girl in the photo. It seemed they were mother and daughter.
"How many days has she been in a coma?" Ye Huohuo flipped the photo over, looked at the birth details on the back, and quickly calculated with a secret hand gesture. She couldn't help but gasp.
She thought to herself, how dangerous!
It turned out the girl in the photo was the wandering spirit she had rescued from the red-light district the night before. She had been planning to find the girl's scumbag boyfriend in the coming days to fulfill the girl's dying wish and persuade her to return to her body and revive.
But she hadn't expected that she had miscalculated earlier. That girl didn't have seven days to live; her life truly ended before midnight tonight.
After midnight, her soul would be claimed by the emissaries of hell, and she would be truly dead.
Ye Huohuo felt both surprised and frightened. Surprised that she had miscalculated and nearly caused the loss of a life. Frightened because it was clear that Li Feng's appearance here was not due to her daughter's dream, but rather someone else manipulating things from behind the scenes.
She was so certain because the previous Lu Qing had no intention of returning to life. Ye Huohuo had set up a soul-returning array for those spirits, and while others had returned to their bodies, she alone did not want to live and wished only to die.
At the time, she had only mentioned the bullying by her scumbag boyfriend, but she hadn't mentioned having any family. This had led Ye Huohuo to believe she was alone in the world.
Otherwise, even if she was in unbearable pain due to that scumbag, she wouldn't have abandoned her parents and wished to die so resolutely.
But now it seemed she had a family. Moreover, Ye Huohuo could tell her mother loved her dearly, but her father...
Ye Huohuo glanced at the injuries on Li Feng's hands again, and some suspicions formed in her mind.
But no matter what, since Lu Qing had been so resolute about dying despite Ye Huohuo's persuasion, how could she possibly appear in her mother's dream?
More importantly, her soul was within the ominous painting Ye Huohuo had placed in her bag. Even if she wanted to appear in a dream, she couldn't.
It was evident that someone had impersonated Lu Qing, entered Li Feng's dream, and instructed her on how to find Ye Huohuo.
This person knew that Lu Qing's soul was in Ye Huohuo's possession, knew how to enter the Li Corporation building, and most importantly, had calculated that Ye Huohuo would be on the rooftop at this precise moment.
Everything was within that person's calculations! This level of planning was truly terrifying.
Could this person be related to the shadow-controlling expert from yesterday?
What to do? She still hadn't fully expelled the yin energy from herself and shouldn't meddle in such matters. But could she just ignore a life?
A dilemma...