Sun Youkuo clasped his fists in thanks.
My master clasped his fists as well.
"Fellow Daoist, you flatter me. Murano Mita was also an enemy I had been searching for a long time.
Twenty-eight years ago, she and several other onmyoji killed my younger brother and his wife.
She died by my hand today because she deserved it."
"I see..."
As they spoke, a Ghost Immortal entered the room and said,
"Fourth Master, Feilong, a man and a woman are approaching from outside..."
Hearing that a man and a woman had arrived,
I figured that, judging by the time, it should be Zhang Yuchen and Pan Ling.
"Master, it might be Zhang Yuchen and the others. I'll go take a look..."
My master nodded without saying anything.
I quickly walked out of the room.
Sure enough, I saw two people walking toward us. By the moonlight, I recognized them as Zhang Yuchen and Pan Ling.
"Old Zhang, Pan Ling..."
I waved to them from above.
Seeing that I knew them, the Ghost Immortals all withdrew and dropped their guard.
"Brother Jiang!"
"Big Brother Jiang!"
As they spoke, the two hurried toward us.
They soon reached the gate. As soon as Pan Ling arrived, she smiled and cupped her hands toward the surrounding Ghost Immortals.
"Hello, everyone."
The Ghost Immortals merely smiled politely and said nothing.
Zhang Yuchen lifted the takeout boxes in his hand.
"Brother Jiang, late-night snacks...
Huh! Why is there blood on your clothes?
You don't look too well either.
Did you get hurt fighting the Slug Demon earlier?"
I smiled.
"How could the Slug Demon possibly have that kind of ability? I just had another fight with a group of Japanese onmyoji."
"What? Japanese onmyoji showed up too?"
"What happened?"
Both of them were astonished.
I briefly