Wrapped in the azure smoke of talismans, Chu Xuan's vision became a haze.
When the smoke dissipated, he and Qingqing found themselves back in the mortal world, on an ordinary street not far from the inn.
Qingqing finally breathed a sigh of relief, patting her ample chest. "That was close, so close. I thought I was really going to die with you in that ghost place."
Chu Xuan chuckled lightly, "Does this mean we've become a pair of doomed lovebirds?"
"Pah pah pah, who wants to be doomed lovebirds with you!" Qingqing exclaimed with disdain.
"You rascal, once out of danger, you start taking advantage again. If I had known, I wouldn't have saved you, you smooth-talking thief."
Chu Xuan was speechless, "You didn't even save me though."
"I don't care, I made a move, and you should remember my life-saving grace." Qingqing said, puffing her cheeks in indignation as she crossed her arms.
"Well, I also saved your life; let's call it even."
