Chapter 858: The Psychic Master 22

Zhang Tingting’s father quickly forced a smile to smooth things over. “Yes, yes—when they first met, Tingting didn’t look like she does now!” he said, laughing lightly.

But inwardly, he couldn’t help thinking that although He Tongyang seemed more approachable than before, his manner was still just as blunt as ever.

What he didn’t notice, however, was that when He Tongyang answered, his attention had never really been on Zhang Tingting at all. Instead, he had been quietly watching Tang Wan from the corner of his eye.

The moment he saw the faint look of satisfaction on her face—when he said he didn’t remember the girl—he felt an inexplicable sense of ease. Only then did the corners of his lips lift slightly.

In his heart, Tang Wan had long ceased to be some distant “ancestor.” She was simply someone who stayed by his side, someone who chose him.

Even if she was a ghost… it didn’t matter.

He could see her. That alone was enough.

And more importantly—because of that, no one else could take her away. She would always remain by his side.

After the lively banquet came to an end, the ceremony moved to its next stage.

It was time for He Tongyang to demonstrate his abilities.

Three prominent guests from different fields were selected, each carrying unresolved matters involving the dead. Under everyone’s watchful gaze, He Tongyang calmly stepped forward and began the process.

Within minutes, he had successfully established communication with all three spirits.

Less than five minutes.

And it was done.

The reactions were immediate. The three individuals who had sought his help showed clear relief and astonishment, their expressions filled with gratitude and disbelief.

The surrounding crowd was no less shaken.

Even among psychics, what he had just done was extraordinary.

To communicate with three spirits in such a short time—and show no sign of exhaustion afterward—was something few could achieve.

For a moment, those who practiced similar arts exchanged subtle glances, quickly masking the envy and disbelief in their eyes.

Four years ago, He Tongyang had already displayed terrifying strength.

Now…

He was even more unfathomable.

The He family’s position as the foremost psychic lineage seemed completely unshakable.

Old Master He stood to the side, his expression filled with pride.

Of course he’s exceptional, he thought. He was personally taught by the ancestor.

When he had assessed He Tongyang’s abilities three years ago, the boy had already surpassed him—a man with nearly a century of cultivation. Within the entire He family, there was no longer anyone who could match him.

That was why he had felt completely at ease entrusting him to the unseen ancestor.

Now, looking at the current situation, it was clear—

No one in their entire lineage could rival He Tongyang anymore.

Once the demonstration ended, He Tongyang showed no interest in lingering. Compared to staying among these people, he much preferred returning to his room… where Tang Wan was.

Old Master He noticed but didn’t stop him. He simply nodded, allowing him to leave and rest.

Back in his room, Tang Wan’s teasing voice greeted him almost immediately.

“Tongtong, there were at least a dozen girls staring at you just now.”

He Tongyang’s heart gave a small, involuntary jump, though his expression remained calm.

“So?” he replied lightly.

Tang Wan raised a brow, her tone deliberately playful. “So? You’re not tempted at all? Those were all daughters from influential families—and they were quite pretty too.”

Her words were casual, but her gaze lingered on him, sharp beneath the surface.

He Tongyang was no longer a child.

If he were ever going to develop feelings for someone, it would be now.

And yet—

She was a ghost.

Even if she dismissed it lightly, the truth remained: humans and ghosts did not belong to the same path.

What if… he had never even considered the possibility of being with someone like her?

That thought alone was enough to make her uneasy.

Which meant—

She couldn’t afford to wait any longer.