Ling Zhuang smiled softly. "Then I'll have to trouble you to stay by my side and continue protecting me."
Jiang Jiamian forced a smile. "No problem, no problem."
Hidden problems in the original owner's body?
He hadn't felt anything wrong.
Besides, he'd cleansed the body with spiritual water, so whatever Ling Zhuang was hinting at might no longer exist.
Still, better to believe it than not.
Of course, it wasn't that Ling Zhuang's words truly threatened him.
The truth was, he'd come here for Ling Zhuang in the first place. He had no intention of leaving. He didn't even need an excuse to stay, so why would he run?
Ling Zhuang seemed to sense his thoughts. His voice was low, wrapped in that cold, faintly rotten air of the darkness, "You're wondering why you've never noticed any problems before, and you think I'm just trying to scare you."
Jiang Jiamian didn't deny it. He glanced back at him.
