Binh An couldn't help but be shocked, his eyes wide open.

"This is..."

The man shook his head and waved his hand like crazy.

"It's nothing! No big deal!”

Surely the man must have known what kind of expressions everyone around him would make if they found out, so he hid it and suffered alone. Only after the wound was revealed did the woman next to him begin to act as he expected; she immediately shouted, followed by a nagging.

“Why is this? Oh dear! Oh dear! Oh dear! Isn’t this Its mark? It is! Didn't I say that going up the mountain nowadays is extremely dangerous? Did you even hear what I said? There! This is what you get for misbehaving! Oh my! Oh my! Such a terrible injury! You are not even a cultivator, why bother going up there?”

“You should look at the positivity! Isn’t it still fortunate that I made it back in one piece?”

"At this state, you still have the energy to talk back! You didn’t even tell me anything! It must have hurt so bad! Do you even want to keep this arm or not?”

"I knew you would be like this, so I didn't dare say it."

“Yet you dare to argue. Aizzz, how could you wrap the bandage all loosely like this and then just leave it as it is. Doing such a poor job at aiding. The wound will be uncovered sooner or later; can't you just be honest right from the start?”

“Ao! Ao! Stop looking! If you want to help, then help me. If you keep on staying here grumbling, not only are my hands injured but my ears would as well turn deaf."

The woman sulked, got up and left to find the medicine box. Binh An was right next to the man the whole time, still didn’t bother to pay attention to their conversation, rather he was just staring at the wound non-stop. After the atmosphere had settled down, he then spoke up.

"Is this the tiger's wound?"

"How do you know that?" The man was taken back.

"As a mage, one should be aware!"

“As a mage? So you are a cultivator? Whoa! It turns out that your hungry ghosts might be handy as well. But wait, why would a mage just go and steal a person’s body?”

"So you two never believed that I was your acquaintance in the first place." Binh An smiled while confirming.

“How could anyone believe it? We just did it to play along as well as harass you! Seemed to be working, though. That’s one of the aunt's secrets in bargaining at the market. Besides, your attitude is nothing like our young master's; if you hadn't mentioned being a mage, I would have assumed you were a thug."

“What? I can’t be both?”

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“So you’re both?” The fear started to envelop the man’s face.

"I don’t know. What if I say I may have lost my memory?"

"Aizzza, you’re losing your memory, not turning into another different person, do you think I've never seen someone with amnesia before?"

"So knowing that I have stolen your young master’s body, why didn't you use that talisman to destroy me?"

The man waved his hand.

"It can't be that easy, you heard me earlier, I'm not a mage or a cultivator , I can't do much even if I have a powerful talisman in my hand. Not to mention, this talisman, I drew it myself, I just drew it the moment I heard the sound from above, within this room.”

Binh An only now looked closely, as expected, it was indeed fake, even he was deceived back then.

“You want to scare off angry spirits with a fake talisman?”

"In that brief moment, that's all I can think of."

Binh An laughed.

"No no. This is quite a good trick! Many spirits would be fooled thinking the talisman was true, they might get scared on their own and voluntarily withdraw."

“Well. It’s just that you’re the first ghost to ever set foot in this house. Nothing like this has happened before.”

“Really?”

“Yes!”

“Then you should be proud of yourself for your quick thinking!”

“I am!” The man proudly propped himself on his hips. “So you’re ready to leave?”

Binh An chuckled.

"I'm not leaving, what can you do about it?"

"Why don't you leave?"

"Because I don't like it!"

"If you refuse to leave, I will have to deal with you personally. I'm telling the truth, I'm not going to hold back!"

Binh An smirked. "Who handled me? You? A person with a crippled hand and a crippled leg?"

The man was taken back.

"How do you know there are also wounds on my leg as well?"

"One just has to look at that sitting position of yours to know. It's clear that every movement you made when you had to move your leg, your face immediately frowned. You will have to show the aunt your injury eventually, then why not show it to me first, maybe I could help?”

"There's no need, no need, I'm fine."

"Don't act like a three-year-old child who is afraid to drink bitter medicine and try to deny catching cold.

I'll tell you what! You're not a mage, so you don't know this, the wounds left by a yao are no different from those caused by feral animals. It can cause your infection, even worse than you imagine.

Moreover, many yao can also carry dark energy, their poison can penetrate deep into the body, turning you into a mindless soul, or to put it bluntly, into a madman; if left alone for too long, the wounds will most likely turn you into a half human half yao for the rest of your life, it's still best to seek treatment early."

Binh An said these words, but his expression remained unchanged, causing the man to panic.

“Then why didn’t you say it earlier, even acting so calm as if nothing happened, what am I going to do now? I'm for sure dead! Quick! Take a closer look! Tell me! Can I still be saved?"

The uncle quickly pulled up his trouser leg from the bottom to reveal his injury, however, the trouser was too tight.

“Why do these people wear such tight clothes?” Binh An thought.

The uncle then suggested.

"Let me take it off!"

Binh An didn't want to throw up just right after eating, so he instantly grabbed the cuff of his pants and ripped it right off.

"Ay! Ay! My new pants!” The man felt bad for his ruined procession.

"Would you rather keep your pants or your life?"

"Life! My life, still!”