The packrat's eyes were red as she strode into the school valiantly. Then, she shouted at the top of her voice, "My father is not the Ghost King! He doesn't eat children either. You've all been deceived."
The little packrat shouted at the top of her lungs. She used too much strength, and her fair and soft face turned red.
Even if Yun Ran and Mo Beiyuan did not follow, they could still hear her crisp voice.
The schoolchildren were also frightened. They squeezed into a group. A slightly older child was also a little braver. He raised his hand and pointed at Little Sweetcake. "You're the child of the Ghost King, and you're not human! You're a ghost! You're a little ghost!"
"Mo Yunnian and Mo Yunchen are not humans. They are little ghosts! They can also eat people! Everyone, don't play with them."
"My mother said that the Ghost King's child is also a ghost! So, you're a ghost too! Ghosts are not good! They're bad things!"
