Muyan stands unsteadily, her body swaying to the side. However, she suddenly crashes into Di Ming Jueâs arms.
The manâs warm, taut skin is closely pressed against her, separated only by a thin cloth.
A steamy breath puffs by her ears, bringing with it an ambiguous and lingering sensation.
The candle flame has gone out due to this sudden development of events.
In the pitch-black where you hold out a hand and couldnât see your five fingers, this usually induces panic and nervousness in people.
But Muyan couldnât care about any of that.
Thatâs because this shameless man beside her is actually taking advantage of the moment the light has disappeared, straight up kissing her on the lips.
With a boom, the stone room finally stops itâs descent.
âJun Shang, are you and Miss Jun all right?â they hear Han Yeâs concerned voice.
âSince you people killed the Ghost Lord, all of you will just be buried together with him in this Ghost Hall underground tomb!â
The Black an White Protectors are hysterical, hate-filled voices reverberating in entire stone room.
Then the light goes up, illuminating everyoneâs faces.
Liu Seâs smug madness, the Black and White Protectorsâ resentment, the Ghost Lordâs lifeless and ashy complexion, as well as Han Yeâs anxiousness â they all appear in fine detail.
Seeing that Muyan and Di Ming Jue are safe and unharmed, Han Ye sighs in relief.
But suddenly, he says with some confusion: âMiss Jun, why is your face so red?â
Muyan doesnât respond, but she ruthlessly hits Di Ming Jue with her elbow.
Only then does she purses her lips, which are still somewhat sore, and raises a hand. Strings shoot out.
Before Liu Se and the Black and White Protectors could react-
Those strings have already taken hold of the Ghost Lord, covering him up lightning-fast, and dragging him before Muyan.
âGhost Lordâ!!â the Black and White Protectors bellow, wanting to rush over.
Han Ye snorts and steps forward, brandishing his longsword.
He immediately forces the pair to retreat again and again.
Almost at the same time, the entrance of the stone room opens, and countless Ghost Envoys swarm in, surrounding Muyan and the others.
âAll of you can see it, yes? These people deliberately infiltrated the Ghost Wind Valley to assassinate the Ghost Lord.â Liu Se gnashes her teeth and shrieks, her eyes gleaming with a sinister light, âThe one who killed the Ghost Lord is this Jun Muyan, posing as a doctor. But nobody expected that I would actually see through this vicious womanâs deception.â
âThis woman used the guise of treating his illness to kill the Ghost Lord, even wanting to kill and silence me. Now, she wonât even spare the Ghost Lordâs dead body. Protectors, you must absolutely not let her get away with this!â
The Black Reaper and the White Reaper stare coldly at Muyan, harshly speaking in unison, âYou people best return the Ghost Lordâs corpse at once, then I might consider leaving your corpses intact!â
But Muyan doesnât pay attention to their threats. She crouches down to examine the Ghost Lordâs heavily damaged body. Sighing, she says: âTsk, tsk. His Highness, the great Ghost Lord, ending up as another personâs puppet, that really is quite sad.â
âBut Ghost King Liu, shouldnât you know better than anyone, just how exactly did the Ghost Lord die?â
Something flashes on Liu Seâs face, but she immediately raves with her rough, unpleasant voice: âWhat nonsense are you talking about? You clearly killed the Ghost Lord, the many wounds on his body is the best evidence of this!â
âHeh...â Muyanâs smiling expression is filled with ridicule, âI wouldnât dare attest about Ghost King Liuâs other qualities, but her ability to speak blindly with open eyes â that is really unparalleled.â
Saying that, she turns to look at the Black and White Protectors, âYou two have always been guarding next to the Ghost Lord, donât tell me neither of you noticed that thereâs something really weird with his illness?â
âWhatâs so weird?â the Black Protector subconsciously asks.
âThe Ghost Lord didnât get sick at all, but someone gave him the [Three Corpses Gu].â