In the courtyard,
Zhang Xiaohao stopped.
"This is the place? You're saying that perverted ghost is hiding here?" the middle-aged noblewoman asked.
"Yes," Zhang Xiaohao nodded heavily.
"How is that possible?" the middle-aged noblewoman exclaimed in disbelief.
"There's nothing impossible in this world, it's just that you haven't reached that realm, and you don't know it," Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.
"Hmph! I don't believe it," the middle-aged noblewoman said.
"I will make you believe," Zhang Xiaohao said.
With a wave of his hand, he signaled the middle-aged noblewoman to step back.
The middle-aged noblewoman took a few steps back, stood at the door with her arms crossed, and watched the scene with a cold laugh.
"Perverted ghost, I have arrived, come out quickly to greet me!" Zhang Xiaohao bellowed.
Everything was quiet for a moment, then a gust of wind blew through, rustling a few leaves down into the courtyard.
"Why don't you take a closer look?" Zhang Xiaohao countered.
