Chapter 666: Where Does the Corpse Qi Come from?

"There's really nothing," I really didn't want to tell Qian Wang the truth, because from what I knew about him, if he found out, even if he could check things out at night, he wouldn't be able to rest. He'd definitely be trotting behind me, watching me catch ghosts.

He had done things like this back in school. So, when I sometimes discovered the presence of Ghostly Entities, I'd act as if nothing was wrong.

But I'm not that great at pretending, and Qian Wang could tell five or six times out of ten.

"Yeah right, keep making it up. I know you too well. I've been with you day in, day out for three years. Not just your little tricks, I even know which hand you use to wipe your butt," Qian Wang said with a dismissive glance.

What the heck, he knows which hand I use to wipe my butt? Could this guy be some sort of peeping Tom? And to harbor such preferences? Seems like I need to be more careful from now on.