A Haunting Presence

"You again!"

When Wang Chen saw the visitor, even with his greatly improved composure, ten thousand horses still thundered through his heart.

This mysterious visitor was a beauty—a stunning beauty.

But Wang Chen only felt a headache coming on.

He asked irritably, "Fellow Daoist Yu, I haven't offended you, have I?"

The visitor was Yu Fei of the Joyous Union Sect, one of Wang Chen's few "acquaintances." Yet he remained wary of this female cultivator with a beauty capable of toppling cities, always keeping his distance.

Since ancient times, seductive enchantresses had led men astray; even Spirit Transformation True Monarchs had stumbled because of them!

Wang Chen, a mere Purple Mansion cultivator, simply could not afford to provoke her.

"Brother Wang..."

In response to Wang Chen's complaint, Yu Fei looked as though she were about to burst into tears. Her eyes even reddened. "This humble one has been consumed with worry for you, never imagining Brother would be so heartless. Boohoohoo~"

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Goosebumps rose all over Wang Chen's body. "Let's get straight to the point. What do you want this time? I remember making things very clear to you last time. I don't want to invite any trouble at all. Please, just let me go!"

He truly surrendered to this demoness. She was like a ghost that would not disperse; he had only been back for such a short time, yet she had already latched onto him again.

"Brother misunderstands this humble one too deeply."

Yu Fei put away her tears and said faintly, "This humble one heard that Brother had escaped the sea of suffering and came to congratulate him in delight. I only came to catch up with an old friend. There is no other meaning."

"Thank you!"

Wang Chen cupped his fists solemnly. "If you