\nNing Shu took the glutinous rice and pressed it on the marks. Xie Yiyuan shouted in a hoarse voice, “It hurts. It hurts…”
Ning Shu asked, “You mean the Phantom King came to see you? When?”
“Shortly after you left. I was going to sleep, and then he showed up in my bed with his cold hand around my neck. He threatened to kill me if I came near his woman again,” said Xie Yiyuan hoarsely.
“Your paper talisman was useless. Give me back my five thousand.” Xie Yiyuan was about to cry.
Ning Shu rolled her eyes. If a talisman could deal with Feng Yin, then he wouldn’t be called the Thousand Year Old Ghost.
“Why didn’t he just kill you instead of threatening you?” Ning Shu was a little confused. With Feng Yin’s ability, killing Xie Yiyuan was far too easy.