Hearing Xu Moqian's words, Lu Zijiao couldn't help but say, "Isn't that a bit too coincidental, seeing ghosts and all? Could it be that Qiao Jing really kicked the bucket and her spirit is right here?"
As soon as he said that, everyone present looked at Lu Zijiao with sharp gazes.
Especially Zhan Qipei, Zhan Nanjing, and the three little ones, their eyes on him were like cold knives.
Feeling the piercing cold, Lu Zijiao immediately realized he had said something he shouldn't have.
He quickly covered his mouth with his hand, stepped back a few paces, and said awkwardly, "I was just joking, joking, don't take it seriously."
Zhan Nanjing glared at him and snorted, "You really dare to joke, even about my sister-in-law!"
Zhan Qipei closed his eyes and didn't respond.
Thinking back to the dimly lit cemetery last night, he suddenly wasn't so sure if the person he saw was the one he's been yearning for...
On the other side.
