Mysterious Séancer: My Doll Can Really Show Its Power

Zizizi!

Yu Han always felt that there was a small black wick in the flame that Yang Ning had been stirring.

But when he looked closely, he found that there was nothing in the flame.

The flickering flames seemed to be burning out of thin air.

This discovery, coupled with the rather subtle atmosphere in the shop at that moment, gave Yuhan a strange feeling—

He felt as if he were the wick of a flame dancing under Yang Ning's fingers, constantly surrounded by raging fire.

Moreover, right after asking that question, Yuhan clearly felt that the red-handed imp's gaze towards him had become even colder, as if he were looking at a dead person.

Li Bai, standing to the side, moved two steps to the side, increasing the distance between himself and Yu Han.

But to everyone's surprise, Yang Ning smiled slightly and said to Yu Han, "Your Highness, perhaps we should discuss the matter of requesting the doll first?"

"good!"

Yuhan also wore a smile, but his smile lacked the nonchalance of Yang Ning's; it was clearly forced.

Yu Han took out a pre-written check from his suit pocket and pushed it in front of Yang Ning with both hands.

"Master, please leave the check with me as a deposit."

"I'll have someone send you cash tomorrow or the day after to specify the amount."

As he spoke, Yuhan turned to look at Li Bai, "After all, if a money transfer is discovered by the tax authorities, it can be quite troublesome to deal with."

Li Bai's face turned slightly pale, and he said coldly, "It's no trouble at all. Don't worry, no one will dare to check Master Yang's taxes."

"If we were going to investigate, we would have done it already!"

Yu Han: "Really? Then I'm relieved. Mr. Yang, how would you prefer to receive payment?"

Yang Ning turned his head and glanced at a pile of suitcases in the corner of the store. It was ten million yuan that Uncle Liu had delivered the day before yesterday, and he hadn't had time to deal with it yet.

He was overwhelmed and glanced down at the amount on the check: thirty million.

This is still just a deposit.

This is even more of a headache.

"Your Highness, with such a grand gesture, what kind of doll are you requesting?"

Yuhan slowly said, "Master, I am a Buddhist disciple. I can't usually summon your dolls, whether they are auspicious or malevolent spirits, but there is one type of spirit from your sect that I can summon."

Yang Ning smiled and said, "Your Highness, you've really done your homework very well!"

Yu Han smiled with relief, clasped his hands together, bowed deeply to Yang Ning, and said sincerely, "I beg Master Lingmen to bestow upon me a life-saving red rope and forge a good karmic bond."

Yang Ning frowned and said, "I often give these things away for free. Are you sure you want to spend so much money to hire them?"

Yuhan asked, "If I didn't spend this money, would the master have given me the life-saving red string?"

Yang Ning: "No."

Yuhan: "..."

"Master, money is just a number to me. Being able to form a good relationship with you is nothing but a small amount of money."

Yang Ning thought for a moment and asked, "Then can you give me a little more?"

Yuhan: "..."

The celestial Buddhist disciple showed not a trace of displeasure on his face; instead, he beamed with boundless joy: "Master, please tell me! How many do you want!"

Yang Ning looked at the television set in the store, which was sponsored by the Special Administration Bureau, and said to Li Bai, "Great poet, could you please turn on the television for me?"

"We might need to check the news."

This behavior left everyone present puzzled, but no one dared to utter a sound.

Li Bai silently walked forward, and seeing that the television was not plugged in, he went to the back and picked up the plug to find a power source.

At this moment, Yang Ning frowned and asked, "I told you to turn on the TV, what are you doing with the plug?"

Li Bai: "???"

Does your TV turn on without being plugged in?

This was Li Bai's inner monologue, which he certainly wouldn't dare say aloud to Yang Ning, but—

Yang Ning pointed at the TV and said, "That's right, my TV can be turned on without being plugged in."

"In the summer, turn on the TV, this person is so stupid!"

Summer, with a hole in her chest, grinned and beckoned to the TV with her finger—click!

The next second, the unplugged TV screen lit up in full view of everyone.

Li Bai: "......"

The great poet, holding the TV plug, stood there dumbfounded, utterly bewildered.

The others weren't much better off.

Yuhan's eyes nearly popped out of his head. He was first filled with shock, then looked back at the monk behind him with a look of confusion in his eyes!

"Could it be the same for the Holy Monk Lei Xiao?!"

The monk in his robes stared at the now-lit television screen, his eyes filled with fear. He shook his head and said, "Even the Holy Monk Lei Xiao has the ability to control electricity, but... but he can't power a television with such precision!"

Yang Ning took a sip of tea and said calmly, "I have lightning within me, it's nothing special."

"After all, those TVs in so many horror movies that are unplugged still work, right?"

The crowd remained silent.

The television was broadcasting content at 2 PM, but there was no news.

Yang Ning tapped on the table. "Little bald guy, I want to see the news, about the Tianxiang Santa Group."

The TV screen, which was playing GG, suddenly flickered and then returned to normal.

However, after things returned to normal, the content displayed on the screen had changed to the day's celestial news.

"Today, Santa Group's rotating CEO, Sura, announced that Santa Group's unprecedented large-scale charity campaign, spanning the entire Tianxiang region, has officially commenced!"

"It is reported that Santa Group, together with several medical groups in Tianxiang, has invested a total of three billion US dollars to solve the food problem for more than 100 million impoverished people in Tianxiang."

Watching the news on TV, Yang Ning exclaimed, "Thirty billion US dollars, what a huge scale! Santa Group is truly a massive enterprise!"

"And your seven holy monks..."

"Your Highness, how much are all of these worth?"

Yuhan understood the meaning behind Yang Ning's words.

Yang Ning wasn't asking him for money; she was asking him for an explanation.

Do the Seven Holy Monks and multinational conglomerates have the right to openly covet other people's possessions?

And they resort to overt and covert means of robbery?

Yuhan said somewhat awkwardly, "Master, actually, I came here this time to negotiate with you."

"Regarding the bet between you and the Venerable Kangmin, do the other monks feel it was unnecessary?"

"You can make whatever conditions you want from the mere soul of Lorraine. Why play this game?"

"You possess unfathomable abilities, but look, the Santa Group is donating billions of dollars to charity. That's clearly unfair to you!"

Yang Ning asked with a smile, "So, Your Highness thinks I will lose?"

"no!"

Yuhan decisively shook his head and said, "I think you will win, but Master, who are you? Who is Kang Min?"

"Kang Min is a holy monk to us, but in your eyes he's just an ant!"

"Is it meaningful to play a game with an ant, even if you win?"

"Those so-called Seven Holy Monks, aren't they just seven ants in front of you? Don't bother arguing with ants!"

"Do those seven holy monks even deserve it? Bah! They don't deserve it at all!"

"Master, if you just nod, the seven holy monks of the Celestial Buddhist Kingdom will publicly apologize to you! They'll even have to pay you a ransom! Three hundred million US dollars! What do you say?"

Li Bai and the two Buddhist monks: "..."

The conditions offered by Yuhan were more than just "generous".

Li Bai, who was standing there in a daze with the plug in his hand, looked at the soul lamp candle on Yang Ning's table and thought to himself: This candle is really something, really valuable!

However......

boom!

Yang Ning suddenly reached out and pressed his hand on the table. When he raised his hand again, there was an ant that had just been crushed stuck to his finger.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, but I do not accept your apologies."

"Kang Min's attempt to reincarnate the mastermind behind the arson that killed more than thirty people is a grave mistake."

"If you make a mistake, you must accept the punishment. Weakness is not an excuse to escape."

As she spoke, Yang Ning maintained her smile, her gaze calm and gentle.

......