Translator: Pika

  “Huh? You aren't scared of me?” The girl was surprised. Her body was semi-transparent, and there was a slightly eerie quality to her voice.

  She was similar to those malicious spirits on those stairs, but her expression was much more serene. She didn’t share their viciousness and resentment.

  Zu An smiled. “You’re quite cute. Why would I be scared of you?”


  Even though the girl in front of him wasn’t as pretty as Pei Mianman or Mi Li, she was stil..