The exorcist who was dressed a bit more unconventionally had a rather short temper.
He took a sip of tea and muttered, "The Maynerd family's situation is indeed bizarre. If it weren't for Ms. Maynerd's reactions, I'd almost think she was just throwing a childish tantrum to get more attention from her parents."
"But some things really defy explanation, especially those handprints in her bedroom. They're just too strange, and there's no way she could've made them herself. The angles alone..."
They trailed off mid-sentence when he noticed Jett leading Wynter and the others in.
"Esteemed cultivators, these two are newly arrived cultivators here to examine Ms. Maynerd's condition," Jett said tactfully. "Please take some time to get acquainted. I'll go upstairs to inform the family."
The three cultivators all nodded. After all, when faced with such a difficult problem, it was common for peers to consult one another.
However, judging by the newcomers' appearances, none of them took Wynter seriously. After all, their own disciples were probably older than both Dalton and Wynter.
While they might be fine for routine fortune-telling or wealth-related readings, something as sinister and complex as the Maynerd family's situation was beyond the grasp of the young. Mishandling it could even cost them their cultivation.
They'd dealt with plenty of high-profile clients before. If word got out that they failed to resolve this matter, their reputations would take a hit.
When orthodox methods failed, only unorthodox ones remained, but as upright practitioners, how could they resort to harmful techniques to prolong a life? The former would damage their reputations, and the latter would harm others.
All three of them were well aware of this, which was why they were so conflicted.
Huffing silently, he stared up at the ceiling, praying no thunder would strike from above.
Wynter, however, played along seamlessly, matching Dalton's tone. "Rest assured. Though we've just arrived in Havenia and aren't familiar with everything, Mr. Humphry wouldn't have referred us if we were incompetent. We've studied the Arcane Way as well."
The three cultivators exchanged glances. It was clear to them now that Wynter and Dalton were probably just here to gain experience. They believed both of them had no idea what they'd gotten themselves into, treating this as some trivial tasks they could breeze through.
"Since you claim to have studied the Arcane Way, you should be able to recognize the formations we've laid out in this room," one of them said gravely.
"When the time comes, we won't just encounter unborn souls here. We may even face underworld enforcers or malevolent spirits. Are you truly prepared for that?"

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