"Why are you glaring at me? It's not us who drove you to suicide. Do you even understand what 'the debts have their own masters' means?"
Stared down by the ghostly eyes, Yu Nianzhao stepped forward and slapped each of the ghosts hard, leaving them bewildered, exchanging confused glances.
What is this all about?
Even ghosts can get beaten up now?
Watching as the fierce ghosts' gaze became somewhat clearer, Dongfang Chenyuan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly hid behind Yu Nianzhao.
"You're all still so young, yet you insist on getting involved in such a toxic pit. Serves you right, tasting your own bitter fruit and you still want to scare me? With such heavy resentment, shouldn't you be looking for the real culprit?"
Dongfang Chenyuan tightened the talisman in his hand, took out a black cloth bag, and sneered at them, "Hehehe, try and look fierce one more time, and I'll tuck you all into this bag and show you what it means to be locked in a small dark room."
