Shen Ningning and Ye Shangyi were both drawn in by his tone.
The two of them swallowed nervously, waiting for what came next.
Mo Lingwei held his teacup to wet his throat and said coolly, "Ghosts?"
Lu Shaoyuan was so startled he nearly fell off the soft stool.
He steadied himself on the table, a hint of complaint on his handsome face. "Crown Prince, you should choose your words more carefully."
Mo Lingwei scoffed and set down his teacup. "You keep dragging this out and acting so scared. Isn't it just because you think there are ghosts behind the mountain?"
With that, he narrowed his sharp eyes, a hint of impatience showing. "Making a fuss over nothing."
Lu Shaoyuan immediately said, "I'm not trying to scare you! If you go over the mountain behind this villa, you'll see vast stretches of soil stained red with blood."
Ye Shangyi instantly hugged Shen Ningning's small arm tightly.
