“Alright.” Xia Li smiled, her eyes curved. “But not for free. I want a ghost story in return.”1

“Deal. Keep it on the tab.”0

He would deal with it when it came up. Who knew how much longer he could live? It was best to take one step at a time.3

Hm, have I learned to be glib at some point?0

Gao Yang took out his phone and called up the picture of the detonated body’s face from his album. He showed it to Xia Li.0

“This is the body that almost killed me.”0

Gnawing on the straw, Xia Li averted her gaze, disgusted. “I’m drinking milk tea. Azure Dragon showed me the picture earlier. I don’t need to see it again.”0

“Is it one of the stolen bodies?”0

“Yes, number 21.” Xia Li took a sip of milk tea and calmly...0