"Living beings? How could living beings enter the Netherworld?"
Noticing two faint figures approaching from the horizon, a few female ghosts wandering near the Sacred Sea couldn't help but feel a twinge of fear.
But when they saw the two figures, who seemed to be playing hide-and-seek, or more like flirting, chasing each other playfully with laughter and teasing, their attention was irresistibly drawn in.
"Oh my god, this is way too sweet..."
"Ugh, I had a boyfriend when I was alive, but we were never this cute."
They watched as Sylvia, her face flushed like a peach blossom, tried to maintain her cool demeanor, but couldn't help laughing at Timothy's casual teasing. Then, embarrassed and flustered, she pretended to chase after him.
The scene made the ghosts feel a pang of jealousy, right down to their bones.
"Honey, I think we've arrived."
From the sky, Timothy's voice carried a hint of surprise as he looked out into the distance.
