"Head Grandpa! Watch out!" Little Taotie shouted worriedly, breathing a sigh of relief when Shen Cang dodged, her small fists clenched tightly.
She couldn't tell whether the little eunuch ghost was an Evil Spirit or a vengeful spirit. It seemed the Evil Thoughts and resentment had reached a balance, yet it didn't feel like his strength.
"Don't attack Head Grandpa again, or I won't be polite to you!" Little Taotie roared with a fierce yet childish tone.
The little eunuch ghost was somewhat wary of the golden light on Little Taotie's fist, but when thinking about the old man trying to open the lid of Her Royal Highness Princess's coffin, he couldn't control his anger and resentment, wanting to destroy everything that trespassed here!
The little eunuch ghost's eyes grew increasingly black, the whites completely covered, losing all sanity, as he madly charged toward Shen Cang.
