"Then let me teach you about the law!"
Mrs. Ning was so enraged by Ning Botao's shamelessness that she was at a loss for words when suddenly, a heavenly voice abruptly pierced the air.
She looked toward the door in disbelief.
The moment that familiar voice spoke, the room fell completely silent.
Ning Botao, his ribs still not healed from the last beating, was sitting in a wheelchair. When he heard the voice, he turned his head to look at the doorway.
And just then, Leng Tong entered through the door with Ning Xie in tow.
In that moment, Mrs. Ning clamped her hands tightly over her mouth, tears spilling down uncontrollably.
As for Ning Botao, his eyes widened in shock as he stared at Ning Xie in disbelief.
Ning Xie stood there, silhouetted against the dim light of the night.
The effect was eerie and unsettling.
Ning Botao felt a chill run down his spine, and then the hysterical scream of Xiao San echoed in his ears: "Ghost, it's a ghost!"
