"Ouch, my ear, it hurts, hurts, hurts!"
Xia Xin cried out in pain, clutched his ear, and with a vigorous struggle, ran behind Jiangli, pointing at the empty space in front of him, "Ancestor, see, I told you it's not good to bring ghosts around, right? Ghosts are not the same as humans!"
Xia Xin couldn't see Fu'er.
But Jiangli could see clearly.
Seeing the two of them messing around, Jiangli couldn't help but smile wryly, "What a fuss over nothing, Jiaoyang Temple has seen ghosts before, and after all, ghosts were once humans."
Thinking Jiangli was taking his side, Fu'er grew even more indignant, hands behind his back, glaring at Xia Xin: "That's right! Technically, I am your elder, you little tyke. You don't even greet your elder properly, how did your master teach you?"
Xia Xin, unable to see Fu'er but able to hear him, glared in the direction where he should have been, turned his head away, and completely refused to acknowledge Fu'er as an elder.
