Actually, Yin Dang could have easily fooled that young woman — he could’ve made up some “fate-altering ritual” or drawn a “reconciliation charm” and easily earned twenty thousand yuan.
But deep down, Yin Dang simply couldn’t bring himself to do that. As for truly performing a fate-defying spell, something that goes against the will of Heaven — even if someone offered him a hundred million, he wouldn’t dare, unless it was for someone dearest to him.
“Why is it that not a single criminal showed up today?” Han Weiwei muttered as she drove her patrol car slowly along the street.
Lately, the city had been plagued by strange incidents, which had doubled her patrol duties. But Han Weiwei actually enjoyed patrol work. Recently, she’d caught five con artists and two thieves — none of whom had es
