Zhao Fang was startled.
A hint of guilt flashed across her face.
"What people behind, I don't understand what you're talking about."
Then, without giving Mu Yunchu a chance to continue asking, she directly awakened the two child-mother ghosts, "Consume these humans as your nourishment!"
'Duan Jia' didn't have any extra reaction.
But the other child-mother ghost not only didn't move but also turned and glared at Zhao Fang.
Just that glance almost made her legs go weak.
Mu Yunchu observed that compared to Duan Jia, this child-mother ghost should be more 'mature', not only having its own intelligence but also not completely obeying Zhao Fang's command.
She could even rebel, making Zhao Fang helpless against her.
Just like now.
Her sharp, cold voice echoed throughout the basement, making one's scalp tingle, like a sharp object constantly scraping a blackboard.
"I don't eat adults."
"Didn't you know?"
