But the last ti he was in this place, that fleeting glimpse of Raina’s profile convinced him that this woman could help him see Raina again!
So, he brought the most precious dress he had.
Listening to Yancy Shaw’s words, Sumr Shawcross gently nodded, feeling sowhat moved in her heart.
"And what you’re wearing..." She looked up, glancing at the tuxedo Yancy Shaw was wearing.
"This is also the suit I wore on our wedding day." As he said this, Yancy Shaw lowered his head, cherishingly smoothing the collar of the tuxedo jacket.
"She made it for with her own hands."
Hearing this, Sumr was startled, closely examining the clothes he was wearing.
Even though at least six years had passed, the tuxedo suit he wore was preserved as if it was newly made, without any damage whatsoever.
He must have cherished it deeply to preserve even a piece of clothing so carefully.
"Ahem, alright, let’s not talk about this anymore and get down to business!" Sumr coughed lightly and suddenly said.
Upon hearing this, Yancy Shaw nodded and then turned to glance at the two subordinates who had just brought in the boxes, issuing a command.
"You can go now, wait downstairs."
"Understood, Mr. Shaw!" The two nodded, turned, and left the room.
Inside the room, only Sumr Shaw and Yancy Shaw remained.
Lowering his head, Yancy Shaw then began to inspect the room’s arrangent. Unlike the complex arrays set up by those Daoists he previously hired, she had simply placed three sticks of incense on the table; it seed overly simplistic.
Thinking about it, he nodded in affirmation.
Indeed, a truly capable practitioner does not need to rely on those flashy formations!
...
Sumr did not think too much about it, she just walked to the table, picked up a wine glass, poured a cup of the strongest foreign liquor, and then turned and walked towards Yancy Shaw.
Feigning seriousness, she said to him.
"Drink this first!"
Yancy Shaw lowered his head, seeing the cup of wine in her hand, a confused expression appeared on his face as he asked her.
"Is this also part of the summoning ritual?"
Sumr nodded, speaking earnestly, imitating how the Daoists on TV would speak.
"Of course, you pour three drops on this incense burner, then drink all the remaining wine!"
If she didn’t get him drunk first, what if he noticed any flaws later on!
Hearing her say this, Yancy Shaw hesitated for two seconds, then took the wine glass as instructed, pouring three drops of the contents onto the incense burner, and raised his head to drain the cup!
"Is that enough?" Yancy Shaw handed the glass back to her.
Seeing how swiftly he drank it, Sumr was briefly taken aback, realizing that one glass of wine might not be much for him.
Sumr paused, extended her hand to take the glass, then turned again to the table, pouring another glass, and handed it to Yancy Shaw.
"Once more!"
On hearing this, Yancy Shaw didn’t say a word and followed the previous procedure without hesitation!
In no ti, another glass of wine was emptied, and Sumr took the empty glass, glancing at his unchanged expression, not helping but sighing.
This liquor is strong, it should have so effect.
Thinking this, she cleared her throat and then began to speak!
"Now, let’s begin!"
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