Chapter 415: Sketching the Portrait of a Noble Lady

After Ghost had recovered, Mo Haihao's face had turned pale, he had started to cough, and blood trickled from his nose.

Little Taotie hurriedly passed him a tissue and asked with concern, "Big brother, are you alright?"

Mo Haihao, with a grand gesture, wiped away the blood from his nose, "It's fine, just a normal reaction."

He took out a sealed ginseng slice from his pocket, opened it, and placed it directly in his mouth, smiling, "A little boost and I'll be good."

Feeling somewhat guilty, Ghost wanted to get closer to Mo Haihao but was afraid of hurting him, so his spiritual body seemed uneasy and restless, his hands not knowing where to rest.

"It's okay, don't worry, I'm really fine." Mo Haihao chewed and swallowed the ginseng in his mouth, and was fully revitalized, his complexion regaining its color.

Ghost asked softly, "Can you sketch the person's face I described?"

Mo Haihao took out his sketchbook, smiling, "I am a professional art student, trust my ability."