He was hurt and miserable, especially after hearing the female ghost's contempt for him.
As if he were just a plaything to be summoned and dismissed at her whim, he grew furious. He took a deep breath, eyes wide and nostrils flaring as he panted heavily.
He shot a venomous glare at the person beside him, wanting to demand an explanation. But his gaze met a pair of blood-red eyes, a ghastly pale face, and a terrifying figure shrouded in disheveled black hair.
He quietly turned his head away.
'This is terrifying!!!'
'I'd better not look. Why is she so terrifying?'
Zhou Yuhang stiffly turned his head away, but something icy cold, like a withered tree branch, slowly coiled around his neck.
It clamped down on his head, forcing his face to turn back toward her.
The female ghost held his head firmly, twisting his face toward hers until they were eye to eye.
Zhou Yuhang was so terrified he couldn't even scream.
But the female ghost just curled her lips into a cruel smile.
