"What is that look in your eyes?"
It was a thought that had merely flashed through her mind; it surfaced momentarily, and in that split second of changing expressions, the girl still managed to catch it.
"Ahem, it's nothing"
With a cough, Feng Qing'an felt somewhat awkward. It wasn't his, so why should he regret anything? At the same time, he was slightly amazed by the girl's keen intuition.
"Hua Zhenchuan, you can identify any minor ghost in this ghost city, but you have failed to recognize all the fellow cultivators who have entered the underworld with us."
The mysterious figure sighed, not knowing how to evaluate this Hua Zhenchuan.
"How can these things compare? With such small ghosts, I can tell you when they were weaned just by looking at them. But on all of you, who doesn't have a divine secret treasure that blocks the heavenly secret?"
