"Stay here later and tell your companions not to run about. Otherwise, I won't be able to protect you all," Lin Jin instructed.
Although Qingzhu had no idea who this refined and elegant young mister was, his words gave off a trustworthy air.
So she nodded.
Qingzhu didn't ask anything else. She could tell that the fire fox-ish creature by his side, the white ape, and even that coffin belonged to this man.
Yet, she had no idea that her gestures looked extraordinarily creepy in her companions' eyes.
Due to the Camouflage, they couldn't even hear Lin Jin's voice and only noticed Qingzhu talking to air. In this bizarre night, one could only imagine how harrowing this scene was.
"Say… you don't think Qingzhu's cursed, is she?" one of them couldn't help speaking his mind.
The others didn't answer.
