Lin Mu's branches swayed, casting deep shadows over the area. Tan Shuchang did not bother concealing his form, simply habitually restraining his own aura. And this Yin God clad in a green dress seemed similarly accustomed; thus, she appeared directly at the entrance of the Mountain Patrol Temple.
At this moment, the Yin God was peering persistently inside, unable to see a soul behind the temple, and ultimately, she could only voice a sigh: "I've come too late."
"No, you've arrived just in time," a sudden voice responded to the Yin God.
And the speaker, of course, was Tan Shuchang.
He was looking at the Yin God now, and couldn't help but have a trace of oddness in his eyes.
"A ghost oh!"
However, the Yin God was so startled by Tan Shuchang's abrupt voice that she screamed in fright.
