"Xiao Miao, I love you to death!" I was so overjoyed that I grabbed Liu Xiaomiao's hand and refused to let go. Then I pulled her over to sit down, ready to tell them what I had thought of.
Liu Xiaomiao was caught completely off guard when I grabbed her. Her face flushed, and she came over to sit down bashfully, looking like an ugly bride meeting her parents-in-law. There was no trace left of the heroine she had once been.
"Hmph, your big, living sister is right here, yet you actually want to get intimate with a ghost. I hate you to death." Han Shanshan looked displeased and rolled her eyes at me. We were all familiar with each other—living or dead—but she still couldn't stand being treated so coldly.
"Shanshan, Young Master was only acting rashly in the heat of the moment!" Liu Xiaomiao explained.
"Yi, I knew you were full of crafty ideas. Did you think of something? Hurry up and tell us. We've all been holding it in for so long. This time, you have to solve our doubts. Hahaha." Seeing the two women growing jealous, Long Shiyi burst out laughing, though she did not forget to ask what I had thought of.
"Hehe. I got excited and forgot for a moment." I was embarrassed for an instant before saying, "The last time I came back from the Hundred Thousand Mountains, I went to the Ghost Gate where Xiao Miao used to stay. Everyone knows that in the mortal realm, ordinary ghosts at the Ghost Emperor level can hardly survive. After all, the daytime thunderclaps are no joke. But that place was different. Within a radius of a hundred li, there were actually eight Ghost Gates, with eight Ghost Emperor-level ghosts existing there!"
After I finished