A young man in China wields twin swords—one to sever souls, the other to slay evil. Though a bit lacking in morals, he’s not entirely beyond redemption.
With his half-demon heritage, he carve...
Wang Ling chuckled softly:
"Xiaoyi, this shows your narrow-mindedness. I spent these two thousand yuan willingly, in order to enter their high society circle, understand?"
He said it like that, but his heart was bleeding:
I'll definitely trick him properly next time...
He then opened Fengling's WeChat account and typed a message:
[Young Master Feng, are you free tomorrow? Several of my beautiful girlfriends want to meet you.]
However, the red exclamation mark on the interface completely broke Wang Ling's defenses.
My hand trembled, and the phone almost fell.
I've been deleted as a friend!?
Blanching?
"Wind chimes!!!"
The wind chime chuckled from the shadows:
"Thanks, old classmate."
Tonight, before the Ten Mile Ghost Nightmare could repeat its old tricks, Ruo Tinghan had already made his move. A huge magic array in the sky illuminated the path for the nighttime spirit masters on patrol.
The demons have been much more well-behaved these past two days.
This also relieved the spirit masters.
"Isn't the Ling Shu Pavilion making a mountain out of a molehill?"
"I think so too. The Ruo family is right above us. No matter how rampant that Ten Mile Ghost Nightmare is, can it turn the entire capital city upside down?"
"That's right, that's right..."
That evening, Blackwing's message also came back:
"The law enforcement officer who had demonic energy was always accompanied by a demon. That demon seemed to be his deceased sister. There was nothing unusual about it, so we didn't continue to track him down."
Wind Chime nodded:
"Okay...this is troublesome."
He then sat down to think quietly, and for the next few days, the Feng family remained unusually quiet.
May Day will be here soon.
The day before, all the universities and colleges dismissed students early.