Yao Chen Appears

As he watched the place he lived in about to be doused with a young boy's urine, Yao Chen cursed inwardly: These two youngsters are ruthless! And isn't that ring a keepsake Xiao Yan's mother left him? Xiao Yan, you can actually bring yourself to do it?

Just as Xiao Yan was about to let loose, Yao Chen could bear it no longer.

"Heh, heh, little one, why so angry?" Yao Chen sounded exactly like someone trying to lure a child away.

At the same time, the ring rose from the ground and hovered in midair. A translucent elderly figure drifted out of it. His upper half looked human, but below the waist he had no legs, only a wisp of smoke.

If his face had not looked fairly kindly, he would have been the spitting image of a vengeful ghost.

Xiao Yan jumped in fright. He hurriedly pulled up his pants and shouted, "Holy shit! There really is a ghost!" Then he ducked behind Li Changqing and glared at Yao Chen, who floated in midair.

Yao Chen gave a deliberate sigh and shook his head. "Little one, we've been together day and night for years. What are you afraid of? I'm not going to eat you. Besides, that little water gun of yours is rather dainty. Want me to pass on a few Potion recipes so you won't be underdeveloped and disappoint your future wife?"

Li Changqing let out a snort of laughter despite himself.

Yao Chen was still Yao Chen. He had barely shown himself before saying something outrageous.

What man could stand being called small? Xiao Yan's young face reddened. He pointed at Yao Chen and let loose. "You old bastard! You're the one who turned me into a good-for-nothing. You're dead now!"

"And you dare call