Slender fingers touched the child's face lovingly and a small smile was on the female's lips.
"What is your name, milady?" Ying Yue tried again and those coal eyes narrowed slightly at him.
"Why are you in the temple for the Ghost King, Cultivators?"
"We were asked to check the temples and-"
"Destroy it."
"No," Ying Yue shook his head with a smile, "I asked that it stays up."
She searched his face, but he had nothing to hide.
"Why are you not in the Netherworld, miss?"
Snow was pawing at her legs and she looked down with widen eyes. She glanced at the three men once more and tilted her head.
"Did the Ghost King send you?"
Ying Yue did not reply. He wondered if the female demon was in good standing with Wang Li or not. He looked down at Snow and let out a soft laugh.
"Snow, do not beg."
"Meow."
