Ma Tusheng froze at the sudden words.
This ghost could actually speak?
H-how was that possible?
Could there be beings in this world he had never encountered before?
Impossible!
Ghosts could not speak!
Ma Tusheng pressed his bloodstained finger directly onto the Spirit-Sealing Talisman in his hand.
The talisman activated. Ma Tusheng lunged forward, ready to press it onto the soul body before him.
Smack!
A slender hand caught Ma Tusheng's talisman-bearing hand. He strained with all his might, but could not move that hand in the slightest.
Ma Tusheng turned, ready to glare at whoever had stopped him. But when he saw the grotesque, blood-red veins on Shen Xi's face, most of his anger died away.
"Y-you... are you human or a ghost?"
Shen Xi slowly took the activated Spirit-Sealing Talisman from Ma Tusheng's hand, then released him.
Seeing that the Spirit-Sealing Talisman showed no reaction, Ma Tusheng felt a little relieved.
Its lack of reaction at least proved that she was neither a ghost nor an evil spirit.
But as he watched the blood-red veins vanish from Shen Xi's face, then looked at the soul body floating beside her, Ma Tusheng grew wary.
"What exactly are you?"
Chen Miao looked at the guarded Ma Tusheng and said with a smile, "What do you think I am?"
Ma Tusheng said nothing.
"Judging by your reaction, Mr. Ma, you probably haven't encountered a being like me before."
"That's all right. You only need to know that I'm not the kind of ghost you're imagining."
Chen Miao drifted over to the area in Ma Tusheng's room where he drew talismans and stopped there.
"Would you be interested in the methods for drawing Bloodlight Talismans and Evil-Breaking Talismans, Mr. Ma?"
Ma Tusheng's expression shifted slightly.
"What exactly are you trying to say?"