Shen Mo and Bai Youwei were both taken aback.
"We... made the ghost?" Bai Youwei said in amusement and annoyance, "The people who created the ghost should be you! We followed your car and ended up in this ghostly place!"
Du Lai, who previously had a grin on his face, was noticeably agitated and rebuffed, "What kind of ghost could we make?! We just wanted to get to the maze, but obviously ended up in the wrong place!"
Du Lai's girlfriend complained, "Can we stop mentioning ghosts all the time? It's already scary enough, and you people keep bringing up the ghost!"
Bai Youwei was speechless. The most ghost-like person here was this woman! She was drenched, with wet black clothes covering every inch of her body, her face barely visible. Yet she complained about their usage of the word 'ghost'!
How ridiculous! Could anyone be more horrifying than her current state?
The rain trickled more heavily.
Shen Mo frowned and said, "Let's talk about it in the car."
