"Don't scare me like that! It's broad daylight—can't you stop doing this?" My whole body felt as though I'd fallen into an ice cellar.
"Oh, right. I forgot my ghostly aura is too strong. Someone at the Entering Dao stage can't withstand it." The other party withdrew his hand and sat down in front of me.
"Senior Shan Long, may I ask what brings you here? If there's nothing else, please go about your business." I smiled helplessly. I had only just found a chance to rest, and he had come running over to scare me, haunting me like a lingering spirit.
"No particular reason. I'm really not busy." Shan Long looked startled, making it clear that he wasn't busy and could come looking for me whenever he wanted.
If you came to find me every day, wouldn't I be scared to death?
I grumbled inwardly but couldn't say it outright. Then I suddenly remembered that the grand elder of Maoshan's Southern Branch seemed to have died at the hands of a male ghost, so I began probing from the side. "By the way, Senior Shan Long, was that you at the Taiji Sect last night?"
"Yes? How did you know? Did you see me too?" Shan Long's gaze darted about, and he looked at me in utter surprise.
"Of course I did. That's why I've been wondering why you killed the grand elder of Maoshan's Southern Branch, along with several disciples of the Purifying Spirits Dao..." I glanced at him, my face plainly saying, I know everything you've done.
Shan Long's mouth fell open, and he stared at me in shock. "No wonder Auntie Meng always says you're frighteningly sharp! You recognized my true form even though I didn't reveal it! Ah! Wait! You're fooling me! I concealed my