The Mightiest Little Master of Metaphysics
Chapter 41: Qi Promises Not to Strike First

Chapter 41: Chapter 41: Qi Promises Not to Strike First

Xu Shixiong’s was the most distinct, with vivid colors and clear facial features.

The other three were much paler, barely visible if you didn’t look closely.

Xu Shixiong had already forgotten to struggle, immersed in the magical scene before him, "Could it be that our whole family has traveled here?"

Everyone looked at each other in confusion.

Yun Qi gave his head another tap, scolding him in a little bossy voice, "You’re a grown man, and still so clueless! This painting can capture souls, slowly drawing people into it, turning them into the figures in the painting, to live in another world."

Xu Shixiong, "What about our world then?"

"Naturally, you’d die an unnatural death and cease to exist."

Xu Shixiong widened his eyes and took a long while to digest this sentence, gradually gaining clarity, "Are you saying if our family shows up in the painting, it means we’ve all been soul-captured by it?"

"Yes, yours is the most serious, but you’re fine. The woman in the painting probably has her eyes on you and wants to keep you for last. Your daughter was first because she needed a maid to fetch water, and your affection for your daughter sparked her jealousy."

The Xu Family fell into silence.

Yun Qi blinked, patiently waiting for everyone to accept the reality.

After all, this was harder to swallow than a typical ghost encounter.

Finally, Mo Wanting stomped her foot in frustration, "That fox spirit is shameless, making me be a servant raising chickens and ducks."

Xu Leiyue, "Damn it, I’m a proud man, and she wants me to serve tea and pour water—what an insult!"

Yun Qi: ...

Is that the main point?

Clearly not!

Xu Shixiong struggled to his feet; this time, Xu Leiyue and Yun Qiuce didn’t hold him down.

"It can’t be Xiao Shan; she’s very kind."

"Who’s Xiao Shan?" Mo Wanting immediately asked.

Xu Shixiong pointed at the painting and stammered, "The woman in this painting..."

"Dad, you knew all along?" Xu Leiyue was shocked.

"Well... not exactly. When Xiao Shan came out of the painting, I was scared too, but she didn’t harm me. She said she was done wrong by a heartless man, died of grief, and her resentful soul stayed in the painting, appearing only to people with a connection."

"But she would never harm anyone; she’s very kind, and promised not to hurt my family." Xu Shixiong declared firmly.

"Oh, how nice, reuniting your family and even assigning jobs for everyone—truly kind indeed." Yun Qi tilted his head, his little voice full of sarcasm.

Xu Shixiong: ...

He walked slowly away from the desk and onto the study’s terrace, lighting a cigarette, the pale blue smoke obscuring his features.

"How could it be? Xiao Shan hurting people? She’s so kind..."

As he spoke, suddenly there came the sound of a woman’s laughter from the study, light and sweet, reminiscent of a mountain spring, carrying the feel of mountain mist and haze.

"Who, who?" Yun Qiuce and Xu Leiyue were frightened, back-to-back in a circle, looking around in terror.

No one paid attention to Yun Qi, who wasn’t bothered by it. She stood tall, hands on her hips—standing on the desk made her the tallest person in the room, giving her a feeling of superiority.

"Since you’re showing up, stop scaring people. Come out, let’s talk it over. Qi promises not to make the first move!" She puffed out her chest and put her hands on her waist, feeling quite formidable.

"Little imp, you’re not qualified to speak with me. I know you can catch ghosts, but against a ghost like me, your only option is to kneel and bow." The light voice was filled with allure, incredibly sweet, and indeed, quite captivating.