"Sister, take a seat." Hu Jing patted the black charred object beside her and gestured for Shen Chun to sit down.
Shen Chun couldm't bear to dirty her expensive coat, but she still sat down.
After resting for a while, the female ghost had already recovered some strength. She pieced her face back together and finally heaved a long sigh of relief.
"Sister, listen to me. I really never had the intention to harm anyone. Someone changed did this tp me." Blood and tears began to flow from her eyes again and landed on the black and greasy floor.
"Mommy, don't cry." Hu Jing wiped the female ghost's tears gently, but unexpectedly, the tears froze on her hands.
The female ghost quickly pushed her away and stuffed her into Shen Chun's arms.
