The Mightiest Little Master of Metaphysics
Chapter 183 - 181 You Killed Your Wife

Chapter 183: Chapter 181 You Killed Your Wife

"How could this happen?" Fang Yue lowered his head, murmuring to himself, a flicker of doubt flashing in his eyes.

Yun Qiuhong furrowed his brows in confusion, looked at Yun Qi, and whispered, "Qi..."

The Earth-bound Spirit forming a Devil Thought and, in turn, hurting the ones it intends to protect isn’t impossible, though the chances are small. She still remembers this bit of knowledge.

However, Yun Qi turned back, her large, spirited eyes blinking at her with an innocent, naive look.

Yun Qiuhong suddenly didn’t know what to say, feeling as if he couldn’t see through his little niece.

"Then, Little Master, is there a way to stop my mom from following me?" Fang Yue raised his head, his gaze piercing.

"That would be soul scattering, just like Yu An’an. It’s currently the safest method, but you wouldn’t bear it, would you?"

"I..." Fang Yue paused, licking his dry lips, and pushed up his glasses again.

Noticing his strange look, Yun Qiuhong asked, "Dr. Fang, what do you mean?"

"I... can bear it! Little Master, let my mom’s soul scatter too." Fang Yue finished speaking, closed his eyes in pain, turning his head away, unwilling to meet Yun Qiuhong’s scrutinizing gaze.

"Alright, consider this one on the house, no charge." As Yun Qi said this, a Spirit Talisman appeared at her fingertips.

"Wait..." Yun Qiuhong was stunned, and just as she shouted, she saw Yun Qi flick the Spirit Talisman, instantly exploding the hunched old woman’s form into a mass of golden light.

She howled in pain, her features twisted, displaying a look of suffering, unwillingness, and despair on her face.

"Fang, Fang Yue... I’m your mom... ah!" As her voice fell, the Ghost Shadow disappeared, leaving only a foul stench in the air.

"It’s all cleaned up now; no ghosts will haunt you anymore." Yun Qi spoke with a clear childish voice, a faintly mocking smile at the corner of her mouth.

Yet Fang Yue seemed exhausted, collapsing on the bed, covered in sweat, "Thank you, Little Master, rest assured, once I’m discharged, I’ll arrange a service for them to find peace."

"They’re already soul scattered, what the hell’s the point of a service! You’re just fooling yourself!" Yun Qiuhong finally couldn’t hold back and swore in anger, about to leave in fury.

Yun Qi added, "There’s one more thing, back when you got into your doctoral program, your relatives had high hopes for you, wanting you to find a stable job in Hai City for help. Did you solve all this through Yu An’an’s family connections?"

"How do you know?" Fang Yue regained a bit of composure, "Yu An’an is already soul scattered, does this matter that much?"

"Yes, back then you asked her to help your family find jobs, and Yu An’an used her connections and money, which means you owe her a favor. Unrepaid favors might hurt your career in the future."

"I see."

"It’s possible, not certain." Yun Qi blinked, her gaze clear and bright, reflecting Fang Yue’s pensive frown.

"I understand, I’ll fix it now." With that, Fang Yue pulled his phone out from under the pillow and made a few calls on the spot.

"Is this settled?" Fang Yue asked anxiously.

"It’s settled." Yun Qi tilted her head, thought for a moment, approached and peeled a banana for him, handing it over, returning to a sweet and cute demeanor, "Uncle eat, eating will make you feel better."

"Okay, okay," Fang Yue squeezed out a weary smile, reaching out to take it.

Suddenly, the door was forcefully pushed open, and a relative of Fang Yue asked loudly, "Fang Yue, what’s going on? You’re still in the hospital, yet the toll station fired me. I was getting a position next month, how can they just fire me like that? Isn’t this a slap in your face?"

Fang Yue gritted his teeth and said nothing. Then several more relatives barged in, "Fang Yue, what happened to the job you arranged for me? They just said they didn’t need me, I was already prepared..."

"Fang Yue, what’s going on? Didn’t you say that the leader has a good relationship with you?"

"Enough!" Fang Yue roared, crushing the banana in his hand, his eyes almost spitting fire, "I’ve already repaid the money for school from back then. I, Fang Yue, owe you nothing. I just managed to get out of that miserable place, and no one can affect my future now, no one!"

His fierce shout startled the relatives, finally prompting one to lash out in fury, "Fang Yue, you’re full of yourself now, looking down on us poor relatives, huh? Let me tell you, don’t think just because you’re on the rise we can’t do anything to you. I know what you did..."

"You’re talking nonsense, what do you know, what do you know!!" Fang Yue shouted aloud, eyes almost popping out, as if ready to kill someone.

"I know you killed your wife and let your mom take the blame!" Another relative yelled fiercely.

Yun Qiuhong froze, "What?!"

"You and your wife fought, you killed her with a knife, your mom had late-stage liver cancer, you let her take the blame..."

"You’re talking rubbish, get out! The police have closed that case, if you dare talk nonsense, don’t blame me for disregarding familial ties..." With that, Fang Yue randomly picked something off the table to throw, his expression fierce, like a furious beast.

The relatives hurriedly left seeing him like that.

Bam—

A kettle slammed heavily against the door, leaving only Yun Qiuhong, Yun Qi, and Fang Yue in the room.

Fang Yue panted heavily, calming down after a long time, blood-red eyes fixed on Yun Qiuhong, his voice cold and low, "Dean Yun, my relatives are talking nonsense, you know that, right?"

Stared down by those fierce eyes, Yun Qiuhong instantly forgot what to say.

Once so gentle and refined, Fang Yue now seemed like a ruthless and savage executioner.

Suddenly, a sharp, chilling laugh echoed in the room.

"Cluck cluck cluck..." A woman’s voice.

"Who?" Fang Yue looked around in surprise.

"It’s me, with hundreds of days together, you can’t even recognize my voice?" Yu An’an’s Ghost Shadow reappeared, tilting her head, her jet-black eyes filled with bloody tears, with curling nails on her ghostly claws dripping corpse fluid.

"Yu An’an!!!" Fang Yue was stunned, looking at Yun Qi in shock, "Little Master, wasn’t she... already... already..."

"A mishap," Yun Qi said with detached indifference, "Grabbed the wrong talisman, accidentally strengthened her, and now even I can’t handle her."

With that, Yun Qi started to leave, holding the dazed Yun Qiuhong’s hand along the way.

"Wait, you can’t leave, come back..." Fang Yue struggled to get up from the bed.

"Come back!" Yu An’an lunged like an arrow, her ghost claw gripping Fang Yue’s face, forcing him to look at her, "Look at this face, look at the misery I’ve suffered because of you, look at the bloody gashes you gave me. This debt, I will repay, one by one, slowly..."

Yun Qi led Yun Qiuhong out of the ward. Yun Qiuhong, still in a daze, finally came to his senses after a long while, glanced back at the ward, seeing the golden Barrier fading with Yun Qi’s departure, no trace of Yu An’an to be seen.

Only Fang Yue started screaming in agony, like a madman, outsiders seemed to hear the noise and peeked inside.

Yun Qiuhong sighed, reached out, and closed the door from the outside.

"Qi..."

Condoning evil spirits to harm people is a taboo in the Xuan Sect, not to mention Yu An’an’s state, after killing Fang Yue, who can assure she won’t cause trouble. Yun Qi raised a finger, mimicking an adult with a shushing gesture, her sweet voice saying, "Rest assured, Qi will take care of it."

"Oh."

Looking up, Yun Qiuhong saw Fang Yue’s relatives gathered outside the ward, discussing. Knowing that no matter the outcome, there would be entanglements with them anyway.

"Don’t worry, Auntie, I’ll have Yu An’an reason with them."

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