Lu Sheng thought that a scumbag had caused trouble again. She did not expect her to fall to her death.
"A few days ago, a few students came here to invite the Pen Spirit. They invited you, right?" Chu Sihan asked faintly.
The woman nodded. "It's me."
Chu Sihan continued, "After they returned, they gradually fell sick. They must have lost their souls here."
The woman's expression changed slightly and she said coldly, "Everyone doesn't like to be disturbed. It was difficult for this place to regain its peace. I just gave them a small lesson."
"If their souls leave their bodies for too long, they will become weaker. If we don't return their souls earlier, their souls will fade. If we're not careful, their souls might never be able to return to them."
Chu Sihan's expression remained indifferent.
Even so, the woman was still afraid of him.
