Bai Xian's expression turned stern, "Shut up!!" He slammed his palm onto the wooden table.
The woman was originally sitting on the bed. Seeing Bai Xian's distraught expression, she slowly got up and walked over to Bai Xian with a smile. Her eyes held a mix of aloofness and disdain, which perhaps wasn't intentional but merely part of her nature.
As the woman moved, the bells on her body jingled softly. Once she stood before Bai Xian, she tilted her head slightly, appearing somewhat naive. "Why do you want me to shut up? You clearly know the truth, don't you? You know she's not Dong Baowei, so why is what I said wrong?"
"Being resurrected in a borrowed body, or some wild Mountain Demon or ghost taking over Dong Baowei's body? None of this is known, right? But only one thing is certain: she has Dong Baowei's body, but she is not Dong Baowei herself."
