Xu Changqing knocked on the door of the house that had just emitted smoke.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
"Who is it?"
An aged voice drifted out.
Xu Changqing peered through the crack in the door and saw a pale face pressed against it.
"Oh my god, a ghost."
Startled, Xu Changqing immediately recoiled, rushing to Wang Yufan's side.
"Master, there was a ghost just now."
"Are you sure you weren't mistaken?"
Xu Changqing nodded, "Master, absolutely not. I saw a terrifying face through the door crack."
Just then, with a creak the door opened from the inside, and an old woman, looking somewhat pale, walked out.
"Were you the ones knocking just now?"
Wang Yufan pointed his right hand towards Xu Changqing, the meaning self-evident, and the old woman stared at Xu Changqing.
Having already been startled by the old woman, Xu Changqing still felt a chill when she stared at him again.
"Alas, what a miserable fate. Another day of being sold out by Master." Xu Changqing cried out in his heart.
