This maiden looked too similar to the remains in the ice coffin, as if she was actually the maiden in the ice coffin.
The only difference was that the maiden in the ice coffin had longer hair.
"Ghost! You are a ghost! Father, she is a ghost!"
"What did you call me just now?" Feng Ruqing's face darkened.
"You are a…"
Before the teenager could finish his words, General Murong slapped the back of his head.
"Are you still dreaming? Ghosts have never existed in this realm! This maiden has been tasked by the emperor of Tianyue Kingdom to send us spirit herbs."
If this ruffian teenager had chased this spirit herbs mountain—Feng Ruqing, away, the emperor of Haitian Kingdom would never let him off.
The teenager had finally regained his composure, but his face was still drained of color.
It was natural that ordinary people feared ghosts. However, only the cultivators knew that ghosts would never appear in this realm.
