"Who?!" Old Wang stuttered in fright, and soon, he curled up into a ball in his pangolin form.
Su Yining was rather speechless.
Fortunately, Fang Meilin appeared in time. This female snake beastman was indeed so helpful! Su Yining couldn't help but feel a touch of fondness for this female beastman.
"Old Wang?" Fang Meilin entered the room and was taken aback by the sight of a small pangolin curling up on the floor.
Old Wang let out some muffled noises, and he slowly relaxed his tense muscles and lifted his head, uncurling himself. "Meilin?"
"Miss… Old Wang is here now," she muttered.
"Huh?" Old Wang's eyes widened. "It's not a ghost?"
He got up and hurriedly covered his mouth as soon as he realized something.
With her mouth still twitching, Su Yining explained, "I am not a ghost."
Fang Meilin coughed, trying to smoothen the atmosphere. "You are currently speaking to Miss Owner…"
