Ainsley sighed after touring the mansion for an hour. The people there acted polite and such, but she could still feel the tension coming from their body.
Ainsley was confident that she could find a talented person in no time. Her hard work all this time to hone her observation skill would finally take the limelight.
"Fin! Answer me!" The hot daddy's ruby eyes reddened, almost becoming like a devil from hell. Finley couldn't help but shudder, and his innocent face turned grave.
Actually, they didn't want to let her go out...but who knew that the 'Godfather' spirit descended once more, possessing Ainsley and forcing them to comply with his request.
Almost all people living in the main mansion already knew that their puppet family head fell into a coma because of the sacred guardian's mysterious ability.
Ainsley didn't want to use her trump card this fast, but since the sacred guardian was indeed not an ordinary cat, she could only sit down cross-legged and started to use her charm power.
[What do you mean, though, uncle Godfather?] Ainsley tilted her head. Indeed, her people were powerful despite the family being a poor one on the brink of collapsing.
Their focus was actually on which spirit Ainsley made a pact with. It's a common knowledge that the strength of a shaman relied on the dead spirit that they managed to contract.