He didn't have a card, and paying cash didn't seem right either, so he simply took out a bottle of Golden Label.

"Mr. Liu is indeed as generous as the rumors say."

Bai Yutang didn't refuse and took the Golden Label, putting it into the medicine chest.

The wine can warm the bloodline, dispel cold and dampness, regulate energy and promote blood circulation; putting it into the medicine chest is perfectly fine.

"If nothing else, I'll take my leave now; there are still many matters to handle within the family."

Bai Yutang said.

"Master Bai, take care. Ah Bao, please see Master Bai and Brother Bai San out for me."

Liu Zheng instructed.

"So, do you still think my niece is the culprit now?"

After the Bai family members left, he asked with a cold smile.

"If you dare say she's playing the victim, I'll turn you into stir-fried bitter melon with meat right now."

He pointed at the principal who was about to speak.

"Not at all, not at all, I certainly believe Feng Mo is innocent."

The principal said with an embarrassed smile.

"I still say the same thing, who the real culprit is no longer concerns us. However, if the school can't properly handle this matter, I will transfer my son."

The furry man said.

With his son's grades and the family's financial power, most middle schools in Metropolis would be very welcoming. The only reason for choosing Meide Middle School was its proximity to home.

"That can't happen!"

The principal exclaimed in shock.

With Li Qingsheng's grades, getting into City First Middle School is a sure thing, and it's entirely possible for him to be among the top five hundred in the city.

To say something unpleasant, if Li Qingsheng doesn't wake up, he might just be questioned by the board, but if Li Qingsheng gets snatched away by another school, he's most likely out of a job as principal.

"Rest assured, both of you, the school will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly and give you an explanation."

The principal said, calming himself.

"You better explain it to me right now."

Liu Zheng said indifferently.

"What does Mr. Liu mean?"

The principal asked, confused.

"Stop pretending. If I hadn't been quick and capable, Feng Mo's brain would have been sucked dry by now, right? And I got hurt, used so many Extraordinary Items, shouldn't the school compensate me?"

"Just one Li Qingsheng transferring schools made you lose it; believe it or not, if I report this to the Ministry of Education and get a few newspapers to publish it, your school could end up half empty."

He threatened.

"Mr. Liu, let's discuss this calmly, no need for such measures."

The principal said with a bitter smile.

He had just witnessed how Liu Zheng threatened the furry man, and in his heart, he was seventy percent convinced.

"I'm pretty materialistic, so let's talk money."

Liu Zheng said with a rascal tone.

"Well... Mr. Liu, let's step aside and talk."

The principal pulled him into the adjacent ward.

A few minutes later, Liu Zheng returned looking refreshed, while the principal appeared exhausted.

Though it was only fifty thousand, at least it counted as recuperating some losses.

"Here, this is your promised overtime pay."

He handed ten thousand directly to Heart Stealer.

Heart Stealer didn't speak, just handed over a business card.

"Then, principal, please help write Feng Mo's leave slip."

Liu Zheng joked before leaving with Feng Mo.

Back at the Clinic, he asked Doctor Nile to check on Feng Mo.

"The Bai Family's diagnosis was correct; she is indeed afflicted by some form of witchcraft."

Doctor Nile said after his examination.

"Do you have a way to lift it?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"No, this is completely different from the system I studied, and it's not purely negative energy, so it can't be directly expelled with Sun God Power."

Doctor Nile shook his head.

"Alright, then let's settle her here for now, I'll think of another way."

"Okay."

Doctor Nile had no objections.

Having a girl accompany Sasha was nice too; unable to speak or move, she served perfectly as a dressing-up doll for Sasha.

Liu Zheng made a call to Ba Tiao to explain the situation, and Ba Tiao also agreed to his arrangements.

"Help me find the real culprit, I'll take care of the rest."

Ba Tiao said calmly.

Although he hadn't been an assassin for many years, he hadn't forgotten his skills in killing.

"You'd better stay put; it's been years since you went to the city, don't end up getting lost before killing anyone."

"If you're really feeling bad, just give me ten or eight sticks of God Inviting Incense later."

Liu Zheng said with a grin.

"Get lost!"

Ba Tiao cursed and hung up the phone.

"You really dare to name your price, huh."

Doctor Nile was shocked by his appetite.

"I ask for the sky, he bargains on the ground."

Liu Zheng said indifferently.

"If he really gives it, I don't need much. You give me two, and I'll help you with this."

Doctor Nile felt a bit tempted.

God Inviting Incense is a treasure for Divine Dao Cultivators, whether they believe in gods or want to become gods themselves.

"Doctor, your appetite isn't small either."

Liu Zheng squinted his eyes and said.

"In your words, it's called 'near the vermilion, one gets stained red; near the ink, one gets stained black.'"

Doctor Nile replied.

"Pfft, there's also a saying, 'untainted by the muddy water,' why don't you learn that?"

After sneering at Doctor Nile, he began to study his network.

First, the carpenter and bricklayer definitely won't work; although his network is varied, he truly has no contacts in those two fields.

Fortune-tellers, however, he does know a couple. General Services definitely knows, and since Feng Jizi knows Qimen Dunjia, he's likely to know fortune-telling.

"General Services..."

Liu Zheng truly didn't want to deal with that skull head.

The other party is the type with vast mystical powers, and his path overlaps somewhat with Liu Zheng's.

As they say, peers are rivals. If he were General Services, he'd also try to absorb Liu Zheng into his fold, then merge with his network.

As for Feng Jizi, he currently doesn't have the quota for purchasing liquor, and it's unknown whether Feng Jizi can demonstrate his power outside the distillery.

"Wait!"

Liu Zheng suddenly remembered, there's also Zhuge Ling, who's known as 'all-knowing.'

Even if she doesn't know, she should know someone who does.

Plus, he had promised last time to teach her the rules of "Three Kingdoms Kill," but hadn't found the time yet, so that'd kill two birds with one stone.

"Off I go."

Liu Zheng called out and drove his spirit car to No. 17, Empress Dowager Avenue East.

"Come in."

Before he could knock, Zhuge Ling's voice came from inside.

He pushed the door open and entered. Zhuge Ling wasn't warming herself by the fire this time but had snuggled into a sleeping bag. She lay on the carpet, curled up like a chubby bug.

"What kind of performance art are you doing now?"

Liu Zheng raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Don't you think being enclosed in a narrow space is very reassuring?"

Zhuge Ling retorted.

"Not at all."

Since childhood, he preferred open and spacious environments.

"Uninteresting fellow."

Zhuge Ling said disdainfully.

"Well, it's better than you cosplaying as a caterpillar."

Liu Zheng picked her up and placed her on the table.

"So, what do you want from me?"

After adjusting to a comfortable position, Zhuge Ling asked.

"A young relative of mine fell into the Nightmare Suppression Technique. I wanted to ask if you can lift it or know someone who can."

He spoke directly.

"What are the symptoms?"

Zhuge Ling inquired.

"She can't speak or move, but she should be conscious."

Liu Zheng explained.

"Oh, that's simple. Look carefully; the nightmare-inducing object must be on her body."

Zhuge Ling said without hesitation.

"Then what?"

"Just remove it once you find it."

Zhuge Ling instructed.

"And if I can't find it?"

He asked again.

"If you can't find it, you'll have to use the Transfer Technique. Take out the paper and pen from the drawer."

Zhuge Ling directed.

"Alright."

Liu Zheng followed her instructions, taking out the paper and pen, and prepared to undo the zipper of her sleeping bag.

"What are you doing?!"

Zhuge Ling exclaimed.

"Helping you unzip your sleeping bag; otherwise, how will you write?"

Liu Zheng felt baffled by her reaction.

"Who said you have to use hands to write?"

Zhuge Ling rolled her eyes, bit the pen, and swiftly wrote.

Before long, a complex array appeared on the paper.

"This array has eight positions. Place the heads of pigs, sheep, oxen, and horses on the main compass points, all in black. Place the heads of chickens, ducks, geese, and pigeons on the intermediary compass points, all in white."

"Then, both the person afflicted and the person transferring the technique sit in the central position, drink each other's blood, and the transfer is completed."

Zhuge Ling explained.

"Sounds good."

Liu Zheng nodded.

"But there's one issue, what about the person who gets transferred to?"