Xu Feng's steady smile flickered ever so slightly as he remained rooted in place, unmoving despite the unsettling presence before him. Was it him or the spectral figure that was more calm? The answer remained elusive.
His deliberate actions concealed the internal turmoil churning within him. He closed his eyes with a composed ease, almost as if he were in the comfort of his own home, accustomed to such unusual encounters in this other dimension.
Yet, inside him, a different story unfolded, one filled with unease and questions. All the questions.
Internally, everything was not ok.
Not okay.
NOT OKAY.
The strange blend of worlds clashed in his mind.
This is an mpreg world. Cool.
This is a cultivation world. Cool.
Why do there have to be ghosts!!???
