"Giggle, giggle, giggle…" I don't know if it was because of my presence, but Han Bing actually started giggling, rocking back and forth with laughter.
"Sister, what are you laughing at? Look at the time, you need to check on where that ghost is already," Zhang Qingyu said to Han Bing, who seemed somewhat at a loss, looking around before saying this to her.
"Alright, that's enough. Yue Ming, stop teasing him. His cultivation level is still shallow; he can't see you yet," Han Bing probably felt that teasing Zhang Qingyu was enough, or maybe she was subconsciously protecting her disciple.
"Yue… Yue Ming is here? Where is he? Wait, did Yue Ming hit me just now? How come I can't see him? Could it be he's dead?" Hearing Han Bing's mention of my name, Zhang Qingyu's eyes widened, then he quickly came to a realization and even thought I might have died.
