Huo Yunjiao stood in front of Qin Ruan, gently touching her delicate eyebrows, saying warmly, "I've heard that Lin Hao, who is with you, can see puppets. Why don't you let me see for myself too?"
"No!" Qin Ruan shook her head without any consideration, "Your health is not good. Seeing those things will harm your health."
A charming smile like a spring breeze played at the corner of Huo Yunjiao's mouth, "I've lived almost thirty years and never seen spirits. Why not fulfill my wish, Ruanruan?"
Qin Ruan kept shaking her head.
Undeterred, with good temper, he negotiated: "Just this once?"
A troubled look appeared on Qin Ruan's face.
It wasn't that she couldn't, it was more that the Underworld King wasn't an ordinary puppet.
She wasn't sure if she could make him visible to Yunjiao.
"Qin Ruan, bring him here."
The hoarse voice came across the space, clearly reaching Qin Ruan's ears.