"Didn't you see it?"
Upon hearing Zhang Chen's words, the girl, who even ignored Zhang Chen patting her head, clung desperately to Zhang Chen's leg. There was a hint of horror in her eyes, and her voice carried a slight sob.
Zhang Chen could tell she was thoroughly frightened.
"Did you wake up confused, not quite awake yet? You must have seen it wrong! We're at a Daoist Temple here; what kind of evil spirit would dare to stir up trouble in a Daoist Temple?" Zhang Chen patted Xiaodouding's head, looking at tearful Xiaodouding, he simply picked her up and gently patted her like coaxing a child.
"Really? Did I really see it wrong?" Xiaodouding, influenced by Zhang Chen's words, started losing confidence and also felt she saw it wrong: "That's true, if there really was an evil spirit, something would've happened already. There's no reason I'd still be safe and sound."
