Miss Shen is Actually A Bigshot in Witchcraft

Shen Chun rolled her eyes, but she couldn’t help but be curious. “How much does each ritual cost?”

“I heard from Mr. Zhao last time that each ritual costs seven million yuan. It’s a little expensive, but Master Bei Chen is worth this price! In the future, if any evil spirits cause trouble in my family, I’ll definitely hire Master Bei Chen.”

Shen Chun’s eyes widened.

Seven million yuan! This was only the price of one ritual. Two rituals would cost fourteen million yuan. This amount of money was enough for Shen Chi to stay in the hospital for ten years.

This swindler earned quite a lot of money. No wonder he gave himself such a grand entrance.

On the other side, Master Bei Chen raised the Seven Star Coin Sword and pointed it at the sky. Then, he took a sip of rice wine and sprayed it on the sword.

“Gods, listen to my orders. Eliminate evil and bring peace to the world!”

Then, Master Bei Chen wriggled crazily. His movements didn’t change at all. He looked like a mentally unstable gorilla.

Shen Chun couldn’t stand it anymore. Although Liu Mangshan’s disciples liked to toy with her, they had morals and would definitely not do such a thing.

She was called Grandmaster by Liu Mangshan’s people, so she naturally couldn’t sit back and watch Master Bei Chen ruin their reputation.

“Master! No matter what, you have to put on a more realistic performance. Can’t you learn a few more dance moves? You keep repeating the same moves. I think the evil spirits weren’t exorcised away by you, but left on their own because they were disgusted by you!”

As soon as she said this, everyone was stunned. Even Master Bei Chen stopped what he was doing.

He put away the copper coin sword and stared at Shen Chun with a sinister gaze as he said, “Little girl, you can’t spout nonsense. Be careful, or you’ll get retaliation from god.”

“Where is the so-called god you’re talking about? The god you invited to dance here?” Shen Chun wasn’t afraid at all. She even walked forward and lifted the yellow cloth on the table.

“Even if you want to lie, you have to do more homework. Which god did you hire? You just danced an unknown dance, but you claim you can exorcise evil spirits? Your scam is really low-level.”

Master Bei Chen felt a little guilty after being exposed, but he quickly composed himself.

“Little girl, there are many ways to invite a god. How do you know that my method is wrong? Besides, everyone knows that I saved the boss’ wife. How dare you say that I’m a liar?”

The surrounding people originally felt that Shen Chun’s words made sense, but when they heard Master Bei Chen’s words, they began to criticize Shen Chun.

“That’s right. You really don’t know your place! You actually dare to doubt the master?!”

“If this had happened in the last century, you would have been beaten to death! Hurry up and get out, lest you ruin the master’s ritual.”

Zhao Chen’s expression was also ugly. He was afraid that the method would fail, so he quickly called for his follower to chase Shen Chun out.

Master Bei Chen said aloofly, “Zhao Chen, once the ritual begins, we can’t interrupt it. Since this woman suddenly appeared and interrupted the ritual, don’t blame me for not being able to save your wife.”

“You!” Zhao Chen glared at Shen Chun fiercely.

“Lock this person in the storeroom at the back. You better pray that my wife is fine. If anything happens to her, I’ll let you die with her.”

Shen Chun dodged a few waiters nimbly. Then, she flipped her fingers, took out a yellow talisman, and threw it at the table.

With a loud bang, everyone saw a bolt of lightning appear in the sky and strike the table. The table instantly shattered, and the things on it turned charred black.

“Watch carefully! This is true capability!” Shen Chun sneered. “If you let him continue to dance, that’ll really harm the boss’ wife!”

Everyone was stunned by Shen Chun’s move. They looked up at the sky and then at Shen Chun. That’s right. It was indeed broad daylight.

The old man who was talking to Shen Chun at first pinched his arm. The pain made him scream.

“It’s true.”

“This is a true god. Then, how did he do it just now?!”

Zhao Chen had a complicated expression. He coughed and asked in a softer tone, “Then how did he do it?”

“It’s because of the pottery figurine you placed on the shelf!”