Zhang Yinyang was young, his face still carrying a trace of childishness, looking even younger than Long Fei.
Long Fei was quite curious about how this kid managed to summon ghosts.
He said indifferently to Zhang Yinyang, "Alright, then summon a ghost for me to see. I've grown up without ever seeing a purely wild spirit!"
Wandering Souls and Wild Ghosts, that's exactly what those here are called.
Having no one to worship them all year round, they have no choice but to keep each other company in this place.
The Ghost General that I encountered on Devil Island, that was a ghost kept by Gao Chi on imperial rations.
Gao Chi must have devoured an untold number of souls to refine a Ghost General from them.
Zhang Yinyang's brow furrowed; unexpectedly, Long Fei wasn't afraid at all.
That disdainful look in Long Fei's eyes deeply irritated him.
