If this woman can't give me a satisfactory resolution, I'm prepared to disable her hands to keep her from engaging in any more shady dealings. This sort of addiction is hard to break—once they benefit from wrongdoing the first time, they can hardly resist doing it a second.
To spare her hands would be irresponsible to society.
"I... I have no solution. The soul swapping has already succeeded. I've locked that woman's soul in her original corpse, and it can't be swapped back... I can stop absorbing others' lifespans, I..."
I hummed in acknowledgment but said no more.
Zhao Xiaoyue, frightened, covered her head and knelt motionless, while the soul-swapped woman lay curled up weakly.
About twenty minutes later, Hu Tu came before me with a wisp of a soul. Under Hu Tu's power, the soul gradually took form before us, looking exactly like the woman lying curled up on the ground.