QingWu came intending to pin him down, but instead, she found herself pinned beneath him.
"Ghosts by nature never let grudges go unanswered. If revenge can be exacted on the spot, it won't be delayed until the next day!"
A low chuckle rumbled from the man's chest. "You're truly impressive!"
Detecting the teasing note in his voice, QingWu retaliated by biting his arm. When she didn't hear a gasp of pain, she bit down harder, only for him to respond with a sigh. "Do your teeth hurt?"
"Ptooey! Ptooey!" QingWu spat in frustration. "You stinky inkstone—smelly and hard!"
His body stiffened for a moment. Sensing the opportunity, QingWu wriggled free and tried to get up, only for him to grab her wrist again.
In the darkness, his voice carried a deeper, more serious tone. "What did you just call me?"