-What did you say?
Held in Su Xuan's arms, Su Bai could only silently mouth the question to Wu Heng, who stood nearby.
Wu Heng, wearing a boy's shell, merely gave him an OK gesture with a cold expression, then said in a low voice, "Have you hugged him enough? If you have, you can let go now."
"I'm his brother! If I can't hug him, am I supposed to let you do it?"
"We have a Marriage Contract," Wu Heng emphasized again. "Of course I can hug him."
"You're forcibly snatching away my adorable little brother!" Su Xuan angrily released Su Bai and glared at Wu Heng, who looked utterly innocent in the boy's shell. "Besides, with those stubby arms and legs, all you can hug right now is someone's thigh."
"I'm not actually a child." Wu Heng looked at Su Xuan, who was currently much taller than him. "Do you need another reminder?"
"Would that do any good? Can you even reach my knees if you jump?" Although Su Xuan called himself Wu Heng's old friend, he knew very well that he had once feared this "old friend." Once.
Under the Red Moon, Fog Mountain was a forbidden zone that no living or nonliving being on this land could approach. Even the Red Moon's light struggled to penetrate the thick fog and reach the ghost castle atop Fog Mountain.
The legendary Lord Ghost Shaman paid no attention to any disputes or schemes beneath the Red Moon. Merely approaching Fog Mountain could give a "person" the illusion that their soul was about to shatter and scatter.
Yet Su Xuan had no fear of death. He was a "person" who had willingly died once.
The first time he went to see Wu Heng, hoping Wu Heng could hide him somewhere