"Is, is there really such a thing as immortals in this world?"
Zhou Haohua swallowed hard, staring at Ye Xiaofei. After all, Journey to the West was just a mythological tale. Readers would laugh it off after reading it, occasionally indulging in fantasy, but who would have thought that such mythical stories would come true right beside themselves?
"I can see ghosts. I used to be a master ghost catcher, so it's not surprising that there are immortals on Earth."
Ye Xiaofei spoke casually about some of his past ghost-catching experiences, all just to convince Zhou Haohua.
"This, this is actually true? Then you, you..."
Zhou Haohua and Zhou Qimeng were flabbergasted. No wonder Ye Xiaofei didn't like his own daughter—turns out he was an immortal!
"That's right. I am an existence just like Sun Wukong from Journey to the West."
