Speaking of this, the ghost guard breathed a sigh of relief and smacked his lips, seemingly wanting to find a cup of tea.
Everyone was laughing, but only Han Wenyue, Zhang Lin, and Dao Zhenzi couldn't laugh.
"Is what you said true? Just a streak of lightning?" Zhang Lin was still a bit unconvinced as she asked.
The ghost attendant blinked and was stunned for a moment before saying, "Ahem, I used to love reading stories, but this is what I'm going through now. But I'm telling the truth. I saw it with my own eyes."
The three of them looked up at each other at the same time. It was easy to imagine how shocked they were.
Han Wenyue's cultivation in Taoist magic arts was outstanding among the younger generation, but she thought that the full force of such a large building would probably no
