To Ning Xuan's utter surprise, the Daoist acolyte let out a wail and started crying, leaving him dumbfounded.
You dare to play ghost in the gloomy Cang Jue Ling to scare people, yet a few words from me are enough to make you cry? Who's the real villain here, you or me?!
"Stop crying," Ning Xuan sighed, his voice softening.
This only made the Daoist acolyte cry harder, but Ning Xuan immediately sensed that something was wrong.
What a crafty little devil! He's stalling for time!
Ning Xuan, however, remained impassive, feigning ignorance. He was curious to see what tricks this kid had up his sleeve.
Just then—BOOM!
