The moonlight, like frost, was scattered across the quiet and eerily enchanting woods. A seemingly harmless smile played at the corners of Lin Xia's lips, yet it failed to reach her eyes, carrying a trace of inscrutable cunning. Her voice was as soft as a spring breeze, yet for no apparent reason, it sent a chill down one's spine.
"Hehe, don't be nervous... I harbor no ill will toward you or Ghost Staff..."
As she spoke, her fingers gently brushed across Lanhai's face with a caress as tender as a lover's, finally coming to rest on his shoulder. Lanhai's body instantly stiffened as if struck by a paralysis spell, his eyes involuntarily darting toward the stone coffin not far away, his heart filled with speechless panic.
Chapter 238