Li Jia's words were clearly meant for Yang Fan to hear.
But Yang Fan really saw a ghost.
He didn't see any of the beautiful scenery at all.
At that moment, he was so angry that he wanted to jump down and strike the ghost with a sword.
Damn it, he didn't know how to behave when he was alive, and now he doesn't have a bit of morality after death.
You're a female ghost, what are you curious about another woman for?
She has what you have, it's not worth your strange fascination.
Listening to Li Jia's rising and falling moans growing increasingly intense, Yang Fan cursed that ghost tens of thousands of times.
Such an unfilial creature!
Fu Xuebing finally stopped his creative antics and started getting down to business.
But...
Yang Fan still couldn't see.
This time it was even worse, all three ghosts bundled up close.
They completely eliminated any chance Yang Fan had to see from a different angle.
There was absolutely no possibility left.