"Holy shit! Stay away from me!"
Without thinking, Xiao Qinghe threw a punch.
Hearing his startled cry, Bai Yuqing flashed forward and shielded him.
"My disciple, what happened?"
Xiao Qinghe pointed at the person he had almost collided with, his voice betraying a strange fear he himself had not noticed.
"He's..."
But the person had an ordinary face. Where had that horrifying, skin-like face from a moment ago gone?
Xiao Qinghe: "..."
WTF?!
Had I seen a ghost in broad daylight?
That defies science!
"He didn't have a face just now! He's..."
Before he could say "human-faced ghost," the figure had vanished into the crowd.
Xiao Qinghe's heart pounded uncontrollably.
As though it were some kind of omen.
Xie Jun stepped down from the carriage and reached up to touch his ashen face.
"Why do you look so pale? Did that person hurt you?"
Her voice sank slightly, dangerously so.
Bai Yuqing pulled him close and summoned Wind-Piercing, ready to take flight on the sword.
"If you're feeling unwell, come back with your master."
Xiao Qinghe really did want to run.
But he had to get through this ordeal.
Otherwise, his master would never awaken, and neither he nor Xie Jun could escape the dream.
Taking a deep breath, he grasped Bai Yuqing's hand, his gaze resolute.
"Master, today, I'll risk my life to keep you company!"
"Don't talk nonsense. With your master here, how could I let you risk your life?"
Were they ever going to stop making eyes at each other?
Xie Jun gritted her teeth, about to interrupt, but someone else moved faster.
"Senior Brother Xiao, why are you still standing there? I've found some hairpins I like. Buy them for me, pretty please~"
Ouyang Susu dragged him straight to a jewelry stall and picked up several