"Do you know anything about the ghost creature I just killed?"
A bemused expression danced across Feng Qing'an's face. It was strange enough to see a human in the capital city of Donghuang, not to mention this human knew more about the Ghost Town than he did, a genuine king's consort. Furthermore, the man even had knowledge about the evil ghost Feng Qing'an slew upon entering, this was preposterous.
"Of course, I know. The fierce ghost you killed was the nineteenth son of the Guiltless Ghost King. All of his divine abilities manifested in his nose. He smelt a living human on you."
The bloodshot-eyed ghost girl, clad in cyan, face pale and eyes bulging like a dead fish, emanated an unsightly, gory aura as she recounted the identity of the ghost creature that Feng Qing'an had casually slain.
Feng Qing'an looked at her with a subtle gaze. This disguise of hers was unable to trick his sharp eyes.
