The Stitched Fierce Ghost, with the sharp tip of the Demon-slaying Sword pointed directly at its throat, was visibly panicked. Although its emotional expression wasn't as varied as that of a living person, it was more emotive than the usual strange creatures.
This might be...
the difference between it and that strange shadow Fan Wu had encountered before.
Fan Wu remembered that the eerie shadow had not had much emotional fluctuation.
However, the faint panic that appeared on the Stitched Fierce Ghost's face did not negate its reverence for "The Great Revered One."
With the tone of a sincere believer and a hoarse voice, it spoke in fits and starts, "You... you ignorant Taoist! You... have desecrated The Great Revered One revered by thousands and offered incense by multitudes..."
"The merciful The Great Revered One, who relieves suffering on earth and heaven... will never... allow a madman like you to live in this world!"
"'We'... will hunt you down..."
