Liu Zheng pinched her nose humorously, peeling off a layer of skin and flesh.
"Uh..."
He nonchalantly pasted it back.
The corners of the Red Ghost's mouth twitched slightly, but it said nothing, as the kids often lose bits and pieces while playing anyway.
"Let's talk in the warehouse."
It led Liu Zheng to the warehouse.
"Where's my coat?"
The Red Ghost asked.
"Here."
Liu Zheng took the coat out from the Headless Mandarin Duck Pouch.
The Red Ghost received the coat, rubbing its large hand over the fabric's texture.
"You found a good tailor."
It remarked.
"Of course, I never do things half-heartedly."
Liu Zheng said proudly.
"Indeed. What do you want?"
The Red Ghost asked.
"Two things, the first is to borrow some fire."
He mentioned the Tomb Guardian's commission.
"My fire isn't suitable for that."
The Red Ghost shook its head.
"Alright then. The second thing, I'd like you to help me deal with this."
Liu Zheng took out the Bamboo Wine Ladle.
"He sure favors you."
