Yao Shen almost bites down on his tongue. Is Xin Hulei trying to kill him?
Before he can spew any more filth, Yao Shen lifts a hand and places it over Xin Hulei's mouth, hovering a hairsbreadth away from his lips as to not ruin his makeup.
"Shut up, that's not it," he hisses. "Keep your voice down."
Xin Hulei frowns minutely and pulls Yao Shen's hand down. "Speak."
His tone is slightly petulant, Yao Shen preens inwardly at the knowledge that Xin Hulei is disappointed.
"Ye Fang seems to be under the impression that our hotel is riddled with ghosts."
Xin Hulei's expression grows serious at once. "Have you seen any?"
Yao Shen shakes his head. "But I don't spend much time outside my hotel room, and if I remember correctly her room is near Gao Wu's."
He omits the fact that Ye Fang believes there are also demons around, because 1) there are, and 2) unlike the ghosts, Yao Shen knows who they are.
