Though Song Yan was curious, she wasn't stupid. Dealing with a ghost whose cultivation was this high would only lead to further troubles for her as for now it was better to lay low and observe, how this ghost achieved such a high level of cultivation. With her powers as a spirit master, she could sense that this woman ghost wasn't that old, if she hadn't been roaming on the mortal realm for long then how was it possible for her to reach the eighth level?
She carefully took off her spirit ring and walked over towards Madam Lin, from just one look she could see the fine quality of the cheongsam that Madam Lin was wearing. The woman was the owner of this studio and her life seemed to be comfortable enough but with the spirit clinging on to her body like a leech, it was impossible to see the aura of her luck.
