"What are you thinking about?" "I'm thinking about a guy." Jun Mo stopped in the middle of a deep kiss and sighed. His lips began to form a smile, but his fierce glare said otherwise. Possessiveness and jealousy spread across his sculpted face. "Will you tell me his name?" His easygoing and languid voice reached her ears. "Why?" "So that I can kill him."
Qin Lily: "…Who are you?"
The old ghost: "I am the owner of this cave. Also, young one, could you please move your foot? You're stepping on my corpse."
Qin Lily looked down and realized, in her rush, she had stepped on the skeleton on the ground.
Qin Lily twitched her lips: "…Sorry."
"It's okay!"
The old ghost smiled warmly at her, as if looking at a treasured possession.
Any ghost who had stayed in one place for thousands of years and was about to vanish without seeing a living person enter would feel the same way!
The old ghost kindly said, "Young one, do you want to become a spirit? Do you want to become a spirit god?"
Qin Lily replied, "I do, but..." But why are you asking this? What does it have to do with anything?