At this moment,
he thought of the dwarf father and son; they were clearly evil, yet their actions were impeccably careful, as if they were deliberately avoiding something.
He thought of Liu Yumei, thought of Uncle Qin, who lived in the Grandmaster's House and saw themselves as ordinary people, trying as much as possible to avoid any actions that crossed the line.
Finally, he thought of someone.
He had always wondered why that person wouldn't explicitly write that helping a corpse fulfill its remaining grudges was a good way to dissolve them.
He also thought that, upon seeing a Feng Shui layout, his first impulse was always to modify it to an extreme. Although there was a hint of his playful psyche at work, without guidance from the texts, he would not have known how to start. The content in the books inherently had a leading effect.
"Ha..."
The boy chuckled, realizing that the answer was Wei Zhengdao—the deceitful Righteous.
