What puzzled these ghosts was that Po Tian, who normally commanded such respect and had once personally killed a misbehaving fierce ghost, just let a child break the mirrors without intervening.
Could it be that he wasn't home?
The more the ghosts thought about it, the more curious they became, following Mianmian around and watching her busily at work.
After all the mirrors were shattered, there was still no response from the Orphanage.
"The exit isn't through these mirrors," Mianmian said as she carefully picked up the broken glass from the ground, worried that the sharp shards might injure the little ghosts here.
After all, the ghosts here could interact directly with physical objects; it would be bad if they were hurt because she broke the glass.
After expressing her sentiments, Chunchun's eyes turned red, "Then what do we do now? We can't get out, and I really want to see Huahua."
