The Real Zhou Manqing

At the words "you are Zhou Manqing," the malicious ghost, which was filled with resentment and wanted to dismember Chi Shuyan, became even more agitated and howled mournfully. That sound was as bleak and desperate as it could be. Its bloodshot eyes were red.

It was a pity that ghosts didn't cry or have tears. That mangled flesh and deformed head trembled from time to time.

If Chi Shuyan had still been a little hesitant earlier, she was now certain that the other party was indeed the real Zhou Manqing. Although she had guessed that the real Zhou Manqing had died at Zhou Manning's hands, she didn't expect the real Zhou Manqing to die so tragically.

One could imagine how ruthless Zhou Manning was.

Chi Shuyan had never taken Zhou Manning seriously before, but now, she felt a chill in her heart. Sometimes, humans were indeed more terrifying than ghosts.

Chi Shuyan approached, narrowed her eyes and continued, "You're the real Zhou Manqing, right?"