"Wen Jiong!"
The ghost creature shouted sharply and hurriedly turned toward the manor gate. "You actually dared to come to the Yang World!"
"You, a mere ghost corpse, dared to sneak into the Yang World. Why can't I come?"
"And..." Wen Jiong's voice echoed eerily through the manor, reverberating in every direction. "What right do you have to speak my name aloud?"
As soon as those words fell, not only did the ghost creature's face turn pale in an instant, even Madam Qin's expression changed drastically. She bowed and saluted. "Greetings, Ghost King Wen!"
Yet the ghost creature was still forcing itself to hold on, shouting angrily, "Ghost King Wen, don't forget that my master died in the Yang World just days ago. The Great Jing Dynasty's court will not allow thousand-year Ghost Kings like you to roam freely through the Yang World!"
A white figure flashed, and Wen Jiong appeared at the manor entrance, strolling leisurely inside.
"That is why you are so ignorant—catching wind and mistaking it for rain. Just as eminent figures of the Yang World may enter the underworld, why can't we enter the Yang World?"
Wen Jiong spoke with utter ease, as though he could walk wherever he pleased in the Yang World.
"You... you..."
The ghost creature was clearly deeply wary of Wen Jiong and kept backing away. "I am merely one Ghost General under my master's command. Every grievance has its debtor, every debt its owner. My master is already dead, so why would you..."
Wen Jiong said lightly, "The problem is, who told you to be so greedily insatiable? Of all the things you could have taken from King Gu's Cave, why did you insist on taking the Corpse Refining Chapter that I wanted?"
The ghost creature froze at that, then could