Chapter 332 This Is What a True Master Looks Like

• The white‑haired village chief weighed his cane and pondered for a moment. The villagers were desperate, grasping at straws. So when they heard Lin Shuainan was a Taoist, they treated him with reverence. As the chief, he had to think further ahead. Lin Shuainan’s identity was fishy, sure, but if he could calm hearts right now, they could take it one step at a time. He stepped forward and asked, cautious and polite: “Master, you really are heaven‑sent to save us. Please take a look—what curse did our village run into?”
• Villagers crowded around from all directions. “Master, save us!” “Master, my son died so unjustly! You have to find the real killer!” “Please help us, Master!” Thud! Someone dropped straight to their knees. Finneas’s mouth twitched. Xiuxiu’s eyes went wide, and she blurted, stunned, “Seriously? That works?” The mysterious girl clapped a hand over Xiuxiu’s mouth and warned, “Heh, don’t blow your cover. Your boyfriend’s got some chops—he’s got these villagers totally fooled.” Ji Yun‑yue turned away, refusing to watch. Lin Shuainan deceiving folks like this rubbed her the wrong way. Off to the side, Guan Ya clicked his tongue, half amazed: “I gotta hand it to this guy! A minute ago the villagers were ready to beat us to death. He ran a little monkey‑fist routine, and boom, they’re groveling.”
• Xiuxiu caught their disdain for Lin Shuainan and wasn’t thrilled. She pushed away the mysterious girl’s hand and said, annoyed, “Sure, it’s a hustle. But it’s helping us. With the villagers on board, we can actually work with them and dig out the truth fast.” One line, and Guan Ya nodded again and again. She wasn’t wrong. Lin Shuainan had flipped the whole situation by himself. Now things were much more in their favor.