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Chapter 4548: 5.0300 Unusual Hospitality

The bowl-shaped spatial container, as if catching wind, expanded into a small mound.

In its center, a small door, just wide enough for one person to pass through, opened.

An unusually pleasant aroma wafted out.

Long Hui, Long Xiangyun, and the others reacted as if facing a great enemy. They quickly covered their mouths and noses, their faces filled with terror, and shielded their five senses.

They feared the scent might be some kind of poison, and inadvertently inhaling even a little could bring more misfortune.

Qiao Mu, seeing their reaction, showed no particular emotion, simply sweeping a faint glance over them.

The various corpses, which had been frantically searching for people to fight, suddenly stopped. They then obediently, one after another, followed the scent and crawled inside.

Once the last corpse entered, Hao Guang chuckled as he collected the spatial container, weighing it in his hand. "Second Generation Sect Master, do you want this little trinket?"

"No!" Qiao Mu stepped back in disgust.

It's ugly and repulsive; she's not crazy. Why would she want a pile of corpses around?

Hao Guang rubbed his nose, feeling a bit disheartened by the young girl's disgusted look.

"Second Generation Sect Master, I'll head back now."

"Mm." Qiao Mu nodded, not intending to keep the guy.

Once Hao Guang left with the "bowl-shaped container," Long Xiangyun finally leaped up, indignantly saying, "Fine, you said it wasn't intentional! You clearly knew we were here to find you, yet you still let corpses bite us!"

"By the way, where did these corpses come from? You're actually raising corpse puppets too!"

Long Xiangyun hadn't finished speaking when Long Hui forcefully tugged her arm.

She stumbled, glaring discontentedly at her older brother. "Brother, what are you doing? Am I wrong?"

"My cousin is naturally incapable of raising any corpse puppets," Long Hui gave Long Xiangyun a look that said, "Are you trying to get yourself killed?"

The latter secretly peeked at Qiao Mu, seeing her with a stern little face, staring at her expressionlessly.

Long Xiangyun ceased her rant, feigning a cough. "I suppose, you, you wouldn't possibly mess with these disgusting corpses."

"It's right that you reject them. Raising corpses brings you no benefit."

It's hard to imagine what a visually shocking nightmare it would be if such a jade-carved little stoic became a corpse raiser.

Long Xiangyun quickly shook her head, dispelling the ominous imagery from her mind.

"Are you done rambling?!" Qiao Mu raised her voice, routinely shouting at Long Xiangyun.

The latter froze, a strange, inexpressible feeling surfacing in her heart:

What's going on? It's been a long time since I heard the little one's high-pitched shouts, and now hearing it, there's an inexplicable sense of nostalgia.

What kind of mindset is this? Constantly being tormented by the little stoic, and after being apart for a while, she actually misses it?

Qiao Mu turned to Long Hui. "Speak your business."

Long Hui couldn't help but smile bitterly. He looked at his exhausted clansmen behind him, then at the displeased little stoic, and weakly said, "Can, can we come in and sit down?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the two siblings realized that the stunningly beautiful couple before them were both looking at them as if they were idiots.

Long Hui's mouth twitched. Just as he was about to say something, he heard the little stoic retort ungraciously, "This isn't a mountain villa or a private estate; where is there a place to sit? You can see it with a glance."

"Here, it's nothing but desolate island and snow pits, plus a few caves. Where do you want to sit?"