When Zhang Xiaofan suddenly spoke, Ghost King, Tian Buyi, and Killing Monk all turned to stare at him. The first two looked furious, while Killing Monk's eyes brimmed with admiration!
"It's already come to this, and you're still thinking about all that nonsense!" Tian Buyi hissed through gritted teeth.
Ghost King simply rolled his eyes.
He Dazhi lowered his head and shook with barely contained laughter, but he still couldn't stop himself from chuckling aloud.
Zhang Xiaofan knew he'd startled his master and the others by speaking up so suddenly. His face flushed with embarrassment. He slowly poked his head out and looked toward the bedroom. Seeing nothing unusual, he gritted his teeth, then THUD!—he charged toward it, leaving Ghost King and Tian Buyi staring in astonishment.
"Good heavens!" Killing Monk blurted out in shock.
"Get back here!" Once Tian Buyi came to his senses, he used Footwork and rushed after Zhang Xiaofan alongside He Dazhi.
Seeing this, Ghost King gritted his teeth and charged after them. If he couldn't retreat or advance, then he'd just have to risk his life to find out what was going on.
Killing Monk had meant to follow them, too, but realized his legs had gone weak at some point. When he tried to move, he lost his balance and went tumbling down the stairs.
Zhang Xiaofan rushed into the bedroom, circled around the screen, and saw a large bed. A human-shaped object lay on it.
It wore a wooden mask, a blue-green robe, a deep blue belt, and a pair of white, jade-like gloves so thin they seemed as delicate as cicada wings. Black boots covered its feet.
There was no way to tell whether the thing beneath those clothes was even human!
The figure held a grayish-green Stone between its hands, which