As a Majestic Ghost, How Can I Be Subservient?
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The eerie giggling made Wu Yixuan's heart jolt. He spun around at once, his gaze sweeping across the entire morgue. "Who's there?" The old man's voice was cold and composed. Yet the morgue was deathly silent. Only the monster's corpse lay motionless on the floor, while the blood-red vines continued to writhe slowly, emitting a "rustle..." in the darkness.
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