Xi looked over with her large eyes and saw this fellow showing off to no end. She suspected whether she had run into a chatterbox and a conman at that. He was simply too unreliable.
In the end, she came to a conclusion. "I'm guessing you have a deep enmity with the Xilin clan, the Deity Race, and the Heavenly Knights. They must've snatched your husband and killed your son. That's why you're irreconcilable with them."
Chu Feng really wanted to beat her up. What kind of words were those? He simply couldn't bear such hostility—and what was with the husband snatching?
Very soon, his expression turned dark. "I'll say it one more time, I'm a man!"
Xi shook her arms tyrannically and said, "That makes no difference. Even if you're a male ghost, I still consider you my bestie. You're the first ghost friend I made after coming to the netherworld!"
