Pei Ye furrowed her brows.
"What do you mean? Who's being unreasonable?"
The young boy's earnest expression made him look like a primary school student tattling to his teacher.
"That woman who just escaped... the Magic Artifact in her hands is a bit bizarre, but I can't quite put my finger on what's wrong with it."
Even though it was a Magic Artifact brimming with awe-inspiring righteous energy—highly effective for subduing evil spirits—the boy just felt extremely uncomfortable around it.
It wasn't that he hadn't seen a Heavenly Master's Magic Artifact before, but none had ever repulsed him as much as the one in Lei Yating's hands.
With just a slight touch, he felt his yin energy churning. It made him agitated, stirring up an overwhelming ferocity that he couldn't suppress.
The mute female ghost was far weaker than him, making her easily influenced by it.
