1544 The Fortune-teller, Xiang Honghuai

"Don't you feel it's strange?" asked the old fortune-teller.

"Not at all," Gu Ning said.

Gu Ning didn't feel anything was strange, and the old fortune-teller didn't ask further about it either. Actually, if Gu Ning could feel anything that was strange, he would be surprised.

"Well, a ghost has been there anyway, so I can help you pay more attention to the construction site if you want. What if it comes back? I'll figure out a way to get rid of it," the old fortune-teller said. He really wanted to help Gu Ning.

Gu Ning felt touched, but felt cornered. She could deal with the male ghost on her own, and she didn't know how to explain it to the old fortune-teller.

"What's wrong?" The old fortune-teller saw Gu Ning's expression.

"Um, thank you very much for your kindness, but I don't think I need it now. I'll contact you if I need it in the future, alright?" Gu Ning said.