Walking behind, Nian Shutong felt like the fox borrowing the tiger's might, and she found herself quite liking it.
At that moment, Nian Shutong decided that she would temporarily become a seemingly incompetent character, a white flowers who could only rely on others to survive. However, when a real crisis arose, she would suddenly transform into a man-eating flower, taking everyone by surprise.
Yes, it should be a lot of fun.
"What are you thinking about?"
Fu Yunhe suddenly appeared next to Nian Shutong, and looking at her smile, he felt a bit creeped out.
"Nothing."
Nian Shutong didn't speak but naturally hooked her arm around Fu Yunhe's, her body seemingly leaning closer to him.
Fu Yunhe felt something was off but couldn't figure it out for the moment.
The three of them walked towards the Ghost Clan's great hall; it was Nian Shutong's first time seeing the interior of the Ghost Clan.
