"Do you think he's half-human, half-ghost?"
"He wouldn't happen to cultivate some kind of sinister technique, would he?" The man was just joking.
"Slap!"
The response he got was a cold slap from Wan Yu.
"Don't talk nonsense, this person isn't to be messed with."
"I'm warning all of you, pretend today's events never happened, and you never saw this person." Wan Yu warned the crowd again.
"Understood, senior brother." The chubby man responded seriously, not daring to joke around.
Seeing the senior brother's serious expression, no one present dared to speak further.
They remembered the last time the senior brother was this serious was when a junior brother was killed by a ghost.
He'd report the situation about Mo Lin to his master once he returned.
.....
Mo Lin knew nothing about the events at Qi Daoist Temple.
It was already late at night when Mo Lin got home.
Ghosts don't need to sleep.
But Mo Lin does need sleep.
So tired...
