Seeing the red shoes walk away, Harper let go and heaved a sigh of relief. However… a hoarse and unpleasant voice suddenly sounded in his ears. "Hehe… I found you…"
Harper's back stiffened. He turned his head like a stone and saw a man in his forties or fifties lying beside him. His eyes were concave, and his skin was yellow, as if he had been buried in the ground for a long time before climbing out. His hair was half shaved, and he had a long braid at the back. He was still wearing ancient Qing Dynasty costumes. Seeing him look over, the male ghost pulled on a strange smile, revealing two large golden teeth.
Harper: "…"
