Chapter 105: Chapter 94: As If an Old Friend Returns (Part 4)

This left Gan Yun, who had been eager to try, a little disappointed.

Qingqing then playfully ran to the shelf and took the withered heart she had her eyes on for a long time.

Chu Xuan was somewhat puzzled, "What do you want with such a thing?"

"To eat, of course~" Qingqing said with a teasing tone.

Chu Xuan shook his head, no longer asking, and handed her a black talisman.

Then he hesitated for a moment, pointed at Gan Yun, and instructed the Clever Ghost, "Keep an eye on this kid for me."

The Clever Ghost rubbed its hands and ingratiatingly said, "Naturally, naturally."

Finally, the pair who had caused a commotion in Ghost Street today both used magical power to ignite the talismans in their hands.

Seeing this, Gan Yun again knelt down and bowed, "Benefactor, travel well, I hope we can meet again in the future."

Chu Xuan nodded at him, and his figure was soon engulfed in a puff of blue smoke. When the smoke cleared, the two were nowhere to be seen.

The Clever Ghost finally breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the nonexistent cold sweat from its forehead, "It’s finally done."

...

The scene of Chu Xuan and the others leaving was clearly displayed in a water mirror within a six-story building on Ghost Street.

This was the tallest building on the entire Ghost Street, overlooking the whole street, yet strangely, it could not be seen from the street itself.

On the sixth floor, a handsome, feminine man clad in a blood-red cloak was playing chess with a friend.

His demeanor was cold, but the corners of his mouth always held a slight smile, inexplicably giving off a very dangerous feeling.

Sitting opposite the feminine man was the white-haired zombie who had appeared on Ghost Street earlier.

It held the black pieces, its gaze firmly fixed on the chessboard. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

As for the feminine man, his eyes were focused on the water mirror in the air, occasionally coming back to make a move.

Despite this, he still held a dominant position on the board, currently capturing a large dragon of black pieces through a ko fight.

Next to the chessboard knelt a seductive woman in a pink dress.

At this moment, she was carefully brewing tea for the two, indicating years of practiced skill.

The woman’s figure was graceful, her appearance quite beautiful, but for some reason, her features were excessively vivid, as if painted stroke by stroke.

Seeing Chu Xuan finally leave, the feminine man relaxed, raising the freshly brewed tea and drinking it in one go.

This piqued the woman’s curiosity to the utmost. She had never seen her master so serious; wasn’t it just a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator?

In fact, when her master earlier asked a friend to intervene and sent out that ghost order, she wanted to ask but forcibly restrained herself.

Her master would naturally tell her what she should know;

What she shouldn’t know, asking was pointless and would only incur displeasure from those above.

However, having served the master for many years, the woman had gained some insight. Seeing him in a good mood now, she gently and softly asked after refilling his tea cup:

"Master, who exactly is this important patron? To attract such attention from you."

The feminine man, with his chin on his hand, looked at the chessboard and pondered before saying:

"I don’t know either, but upon seeing him, I had an ominous premonition, so I asked Mr. ’General’ to investigate."

"Sure enough, this cultivator named Chu Xuan harbors something in his body capable of destroying the entire Ghost Street."

"If I let those oafs below muck around, all the ghosts on Ghost Street would die, including you."

Saying that, the feminine man smiled, turned his head, and extended a slender index finger to point at the pet concubine’s cheek.

The woman, somewhat frightened, quickly lowered her head and said, "This servant spoke out of turn; please punish me, master."

The man, however, ignored her and with great interest, asked the ’General’: "Who do you think he might be?"

The long white-haired skeletal figure, with its black piece-holding right hand suspended in mid-air, finally said after a long pause:

"Seems like an old acquaintance."