Unfilial Son

“Step aside, this is a malevolent spirit engulfed in hostility,” Master Beidou exclaimed, fanning himself as he rushed between Hu Beijun and the old ghost.

Lying on the ground, Old Man Hong, calmly rolled his eyes in disdain. Right in front of Master Beidou, he reached out and inserted his hand into the wall, causing the entire ghost to swiftly crawl inside.

Master Beidou, who had anticipated a grand display of his skills, stood in place for over ten seconds, clutching his fan. Suddenly, a black, charred claw emerged and swiftly struck the back of his head with a resounding “thwack.”

Who dared to come and show off on his territory!

Old Man Hong, the cunning ghost, never lingered after delivering a blow. He disappeared before Master Beidou could turn around.

Waving her hand, Wanwan patted Xia Zhihuai’s head and gestured towards the exit. Silently, they passed through the wall, leaving behind the endless corridor.