A few seconds later, after the human-snake Bai Lian and Hou Wenya turned into the alley, only a few people remained—of course, there were also the hidden camera spirits lurking somewhere.
The four exchanged glances, each with something to say, but none daring to speak out.
Wang Qingfen, with her right hand loosely held to her mouth, "cough cough," she fake coughed twice to draw the attention of the three. Then she looked over at the sandalwood round table not far away, "Let's go over there and rest for a while."
The four took their seats; Wang Qingfen glanced at the alley, where the human-snake Bai Lian and Hou Wenya still hadn't emerged.
"You're really impressive, being able to survive the hands of the ghosts," Wang Qingfen broke the silence. "I've not had the chance to congratulate you. Let me take this opportunity to extend my felicitations."