The Mountain Ghost slipped into the painting, and soon the family of four within it disappeared.
Yun Qiuce rolled up the scroll and held it in his arms.
Xu Shixiong was heavily impacted, feeling a bit of a headache.
Xu Leiyue brought him some calming medication, urging him to take it and get some sleep.
In the living room, Mo Wanting and Xu Xueyan were both holding a glass of water, their expressions wooden.
Yun Qi sat on the sofa, leisurely swinging her legs and munching on ice cream, having plenty of patience to wait for the parties involved to accept reality.
After a long while, Mo Wanting finally sighed.
From past experiences, Yun Qi knew that meant she had finally figured things out and wouldn't get stuck on a point anymore.
"No matter what, our family's lives are not in danger, thanks to the Little Master," Mo Wanting said.
