Chapter 87

Chapter 87 - A Beauty

Ye Hao caught the odd look in Leng Xue's eyes and inquired, “Miss Leng, what's that look supposed to mean?”

“Ye Hao, what exactly is your relationship with Pianpian?” Leng Xue's tone was grave.

“We're friends.”

“Just friends?”

“I've never even held Pianpian's hand. What do you think our relationship is?” Ye Hao was genuinely not lying.

“And your relationship with Zhang Lan?” Leng Xue pressed on.

“What kind of relationship could I possibly have with Zhang Lan?”

“Don't act like you're clueless.”

“I really don't get what you're implying.”

“Zhang Lan has feelings for you.”

“I'm aware.”

“And that's your response?” Leng Xue expressed her astonishment.

“Yes, it is.”

“Ye Hao!” Leng Xue's voice rose sharply.

Ye Hao, facing Leng Xue's wrathful gaze, sighed and said, “Zhang Lan and I come from different worlds.”

“Who are you trying to fool?”

“Miss Leng, Ye Hao hasn't deceived you,” Tang Pianpian interjected unexpectedly, her voice gentle from the driver's seat.

“Pianpian, don't let Ye Hao's words mislead you.”

“I haven't known Ye Hao for very long, but he has never once lied to me,” Tang Pianpian stated with gravity.

Leng Xue turned to Tang Pianpian and suddenly understood that Tang Pianpian might well be in love with Ye Hao.

“Pianpian, you should know that Ye Hao is not as straightforward as he seems. There's much more to him than meets the eye,” Leng Xue attempted to warn Tang Pianpian further.

“I'm privy to much more than you might think. Miss Leng, please refrain from disparaging Ye Hao,” Tang Pianpian declared firmly.

“Let it go,” Leng Xue realized, seeing Tang Pianpian's determined expression, that further persuasion would be futile.

“Miss Leng, to slander me to my face: do you think that's appropriate?” Ye Hao gave Leng Xue a reproachful look.

“Do you have a problem with that?” Leng Xue shot back, glaring.

“Not at all.” Ye Hao, not in the mood to bicker with Leng Xue, simply closed his eyes, choosing to disengage.

As Leng Xue opened her mouth to continue, Tang Pianpian intervened, “Miss Leng, please let Ye Hao rest for a bit. He has more to attend to later.”

“What's going on?”

“It's important.”

Leng Xue was on the verge of losing her patience.

Clearly, she didn't have a clue about Ye Hao.

As they approached within a hundred meters of Emerald Garden, Leng Xue noticed a swarm of police cars and officers setting up a perimeter. Yôur favorite stories on n/o/(v)e/lbin(.)com

“What's happened at Emerald Garden?” Leng Xue inquired.

At that moment, Ye Hao opened his eyes.

“And the other one?”

“He went wandering after I arrived.”

“Damn.”

“You're the only expert I know in Glento now,” Xiao Ming admitted, somewhat sheepishly.

“Okay, do you have any strategy to handle that ghost girl?” Ye Hao asked after a moment's thought.

Ye Hao had agreed because he wanted to test the strength of his Heavenly Thunder Spell.

“My plan is for you to keep the ghost girl occupied while I look for an opportunity to use the Spectral Ward to subdue her.”

“Is your Spectral Ward actually effective?”

“This Spectral Ward was given to me by my master.”

“Then let's get moving.”

Ye Hao walked alongside Xiao Ming, heading forward.

About five minutes later, Ye Hao spotted a young girl in light clothing, hovering in midair.

She was stunningly graceful, with an exquisite face.

She wore no makeup, yet she was strikingly beautiful.

In Ye Hao's memory, no woman surpassed the beauty of the one before him.

She seemed like a goddess from a painting.

“Go ahead,” Xiao Ming commanded in a low tone.

“No,” Ye Hao objected.

“What's the problem?” Xiao Ming asked, taken aback.

“She's so beautiful. Do you really have the heart to kill her?” Ye Hao asked, pointing at the girl in white.

“The ghost girl's appearance is just an illusion. Do you actually believe that's her real look?” Xiao Ming said with a hint of scorn. “You really need to fortify your mindset.”

“Have you started looking down on me already?” Ye Hao lightly tapped Xiao Ming's head before soaring into the air.

An Innate Realm expert can temporarily remain aloft using vital spirit.

As a cultivator, Ye Hao could do the same.

When Ye Hao appeared next to the girl in white, he swiftly struck at her shoulder blade.

The girl in white turned to Ye Hao, and then an unseen psychic force locked onto him.

Ye Hao was paralyzed, unable to move or speak, suspended in midair, locked in a gaze with the girl.

Witnessing this, Xiao Ming's eyes brimmed with admiration.

“Brother Ye, your martial arts prowess is truly remarkable,” Xiao Ming exclaimed.

Ye Hao's ability to remain suspended in the air for such an extended period was a clear testament to his advanced martial arts cultivation.

Ye Hao was utterly astonished.

Xiao Ming was proving to be incredibly unreliable.

Even if Ye Hao's cultivation were tenfold stronger, he wouldn't stand a chance against this female ghost!

“Brother Ye, strike her!” Xiao Ming called out, seeing Ye Hao remain motionless. When he received no response, a realization seemed to dawn on him, and he looked at Ye Hao with an intensified fervor.

“I never imagined you two could engage in a battle of psychic forces.”