Su Jing, without a word, threw the knife to him.
Baili An continued, "I'll go back to the Meng Mansion with you to get to the bottom of this. I'm also quite curious how the prestigious Young Master of the Ghost Sect ended up secretly keeping such fierce ghosts."
Shang Hong was shaken, his face full of disbelief!
But upon detailed consideration, he felt that the Young Master of the Ghost Sect's initiative to come and offer help today was indeed full of suspiciousness.
"Su Jing, you head back to the sect first and inform Uncle Su about what's happening here."
Baili An, although already considering some ideas, was still too weak in strength.
Su Jing firmly held onto his sleeve, refusing to let go, stubbornly saying, "No, you come back with me! If I'm not around, they'll bully you."
Baili An shook his head and said, "If someone smears me with dirt, running away will only make the dirt even filthier. Though I'm weak and mediocre, I will never let others manipulate me!"
