Hearing the distrust in her aunt Qin Man's voice, Qin Yingjun was afraid they would anger Xia Xin and quickly said, "Auntie, don't look down on Master Xia Xin because of his young age. The masters at Jiaoyang Temple are all true experts! Real masters; he can definitely help us with this matter."
Qin Man's eyes still showed some hesitation at her nephew's words, but she did not speak, not wanting to embarrass Qin Yingjun.
Now that her son was gone, Qin Man almost pinned all her hopes on her nephew and did not want to offend Qin Yingjun.
Wen Mao's father, Wen Renting, glanced at them, then looked away with his gray, lifeless eyes, like a person nearing death, listlessly. He didn't want to get involved in anything and said nothing.
Seeing this, Qin Yongfu took over the conversation, "It's good that Master Xia Xin is here. Then, Master Xia Xin, please help us see how to perform a ritual for Wen Mao. The child is young, so we hope he can have a smooth journey.
