The entire room fell deathly silent. Not a single person spoke.
Everyone wore a dumbstruck expression. The unfathomable power Jun Wangchen had just displayed had utterly overturned their understanding of the world.
In the front row, Wei Caijun swallowed, his face filled with horror. As the young master of the Wei Family, he had encountered countless strange and unusual things, but he had never seen a ghost, much less witnessed someone kill one.
Qin Shou had long since been stunned senseless by the scene. He stood as though he had lost his mind, his body stiff. If he had not still been breathing, anyone would have thought he was dead.
Mo Duoduo and Zi Hanyan exchanged a glance, their pretty faces still pale. What had happened today was absolutely beyond the explanation of modern science.
Alongside their terror, both women felt a surge of relief. Thank goodness Jun Wangchen had been with them today. Without him, that evil ghost would have stolen their souls, wiping them from existence.
"Why is everyone so quiet? I already killed the evil ghost. There's no need to be this scared, is there?" Jun Wangchen picked up a glass of water and surveyed the room, smiling as he drank.
The room remained silent, but once they heard that the evil ghost had been killed, people gradually began to recover from their fear.
One fashionably dressed rich young man hesitated before asking respectfully, "Celestial Master, are you an immortal?"
The sight of Jun Wangchen subduing the evil ghost with magic had been unbelievably cool. It had left him not only awestruck, but deeply admiring.
"If I were an immortal, you'd have died ten thousand times over for the way you spoke to me earlier." Jun Wangchen rolled his eyes and replied irritably.
The fashionably dressed young