Prince Ning Bei's face was gloomy. He grabbed his son's hand, but he was helpless.
The doctors were useless. The Taoist master…was useless too!
"What's going on? Why is my son still like this after you performed the ritual?!" Prince Ning Bei was furious.
Yuan Changzi was shocked and also in disbelief, "T-This evil thing is extraordinary. The power of Master Puchen and I is not enough!"
"Isn't there one more person?!" Prince Ning Bei said angrily.
He was afraid that one person could not handle it, so he asked his servants to hire a few more!
"That person... has left..." the other two servants said.
At this time, the steward holding Xie Qiao's talisman braced himself and rushed over. He pressed the talisman on the Young Heir's head. Immediately, it was pasted!
In an instant, the Young Heir's ferocious expression returned to normal.
His breathing also became much calmer, and he actually looked like he was sleeping soundly.