Zhi'er said helplessly, "I'm really not a ghost, I'm an immortal, but I can't tell you exactly which kind. However, I just showed you my powers. What else is there not to believe?"
Tang Qian hugged a pillow, curled up in the corner, and cried loudly.
"How am I supposed to believe this! This violates the scientific principles upon which the nation was founded!"
Zhi'er couldn't understand and could only tilt her head.
She spoke truthfully, "Tang Qian, I came specifically to find you. I need your help with something, and no one else will do."
Tang Qian held her head, somewhat overwhelmed, "Do you think this is a movie? An immortal-like person descends from the sky and tells me I'm the chosen child and only I can open the door to send you home?"
Zhi'er sat on the edge of the bed and smiled gently, "Pretty much, once you help, I can peacefully go home."
Tang Qian: "… Are you just trying to scare me? Can't you find someone else? I have no money."
Zhi'er was extremely helpless.
