"Yes, fiancé, haha...!"
Xuexue chuckled dryly, her heart also quite shocked. She had not expected that Big Bull, like herself, also possessed the Yin-Yang Vision and could see the seven little ghosts on Old Money Mo.
Old Money Mo struggled to lift his head, his triangular eyes greenly staring at Big Bull, "Young man, what did you just say?"
In truth, he had heard it and believed it entirely. No wonder these past nights he always felt someone choking his throat, and not just one person. It felt like several were taking turns, endlessly choking him, making it impossible for him to sleep and putting him through agony. He was just about to go out to seek a master for divination when he heard Big Bull mention he was haunted by little ghosts, which terrified him; he just wanted to confirm it.
"I said you have on your back... uh..." Big Bull had not finished speaking when Xuexue stretched out her hand and forcefully covered his mouth.
