The whole venue fell silent.
The girl who had just been bound in mid-air by the Green-faced Ghost fell directly to the ground, but she seemed unaware, and instead stared blankly at the other side of the street.
The monk and the village elder of this small town couldn't help but turn their heads to look as well.
Then, amidst the shifting darkness, a boy in white slowly emerged.
The boy had a faint smile on his face, making his eyes appear even brighter.
The appearance of this boy left many in the town feeling like they were treading on thin ice, unsure if he was a human or a ghost, friend or foe.
Only the monk was slightly taken aback, then looked keenly at the boy.
The boy who appeared was naturally Xue An.
He had followed the monk all the way here, feeling more astonished the more he watched.
Because he constantly felt a hint of peculiarity about the monk, although he couldn't pinpoint exactly what was strange.
