"Master… Anwina is stuck!"
The little ghost, shining faintly, poked half of her body through the TV screen, but got stuck there due to a misjudgment of the timing to materialize, lifting her head pitifully and casting her big watery eyes this way.
"Wow!!! What is this!" Closest to the TV, Sister Jil, dazzled by golden light, was scared out of her wits by the half-bodied maid with ghostly flames all around her. She almost jumped up, but Little Baobao reacted quickly, stretching out her little hand and grabbing Sister Jil's skirt, causing her to flop awkwardly onto the ground, "Uhhhh!"
"Tell me, Heroic King, you're not actually afraid of ghosts, are you?" I glanced at the fool of a Heroic Spirit dragged down on the floor by Little Baobao, stood up, and walked over to the TV, amused by the teary-eyed little maid. This house is truly full of joyful elements.
