Gazing at the grimace swooping down from mid-air, getting closer and closer, Ling Fan snorted coldly, "Clueless about life and death!"
Then, he completely ignored the ghostly spirit that was lunging at him and coldly swept his gaze towards Wu Hua, who wore a ferocious smile.
"Huh~"
"What... what is this guy doing? Waiting to die?" said someone trembling not far from Ling Fan, who clearly seemed terrified.
"Brother... brother, haven't you realized? He's just as scared as we are!" another person said with a trembling voice and a mournful face.
Another person next to them quickly shook their head, rebutting with hope, "No, no, didn't you hear what he just said? 'Clueless about life and death.' He must have a plan; otherwise, we will all be doomed too. Those ghosts are not coming for us, are they?"
