Zhang Dehua was frustrated. It's only nine o'clock!
At that moment, Dong Qi also hastily said, "The Taoist Master is right. As long as we know where the Ghost Cave is, we can come again tomorrow. With the Taoist Master's abilities, how could a mere Ghost Cave frighten him?"
Chu Hao glanced at him, and Dong Qi broke out in a cold sweat. "Not... not frightened! When the Taoist Master makes a move, the Ghost Cave will surely be destroyed."
Lu Junhe chimed in flatteringly, "Vice-Principal, this is where you're wrong. For a high-level person like Master Chu Tian, his routine is very strict. Nine o'clock is indeed late; we'll come again another day."
Zhang Dehua fumed. This old fox Lu Junhe is using me as a stepping stone to flatter Chu Hao!
"Let's go. Let's go home."
Everyone left the Ghost Office, and Chu Hao let out a long sigh of relief. I'm still experiencing misfortune; I don't want to court death. He had learned his lesson about the capabilities of the Pretentious Dice.
