The ghoul that spoke was an old man. His voice was husky, and his eyes were cloudy. He hovered with his rickety body.
Xie Qiao said nothing. She pursed her lips, exuding an intimidating majesty.
Fang Muxue and the rest could not help but gulp. They suddenly became rather timid. They sat aside obediently and dared not say a thing.
Fortunately, the clothes were sent a moment later. They cleaned up themselves instead of just sitting there.
Three more ghouls came.
"It was her who brought that smell, right? It's disgusting."
"She has talismans on her. We can't go near her."
"She can't do anything to us when she has exhausted all of her talismans, right? My, my. We might scare this young lady so badly that she might piss herself!"
"Watch out, you guys. It's rare that we come up here. Do you want a horrible life in your next life to be stirring troubles here?"
