Bai Zhi'er suddenly furrowed her brows.
"He is not an evil being, he is mine."
Seeing her protect that person so, Madam Yan laughed.
Her eyes had already begun to show some fine lines.
She looked somewhat haggard, but it wasn't difficult to see she was a beauty in her youth.
"Many Taoists, magicians, and monks have come before, I never met them because I wouldn't allow them to take my husband."
"But do you know why I'm willing to see you? Because you too have an evil being beside you."
"Although my husband is dead and has become a ghost, he can still accompany me. In some ways, you and I are in the same situation, can't you understand me?"
Bai Zhi'er tightened her pink lips: "Madam Yan, we are not in the same situation at all, humans and ghosts tread different paths!"
"Moreover, whether it's your husband or wild ghosts, being with you will only drain your spiritual energy. If you don't stop, you will die!"
Madam Yan's smile grew brighter.
