Spiritual Qi Revival: From the Start, I Have a Great Luo Sword

At midnight, Xia Ye sat on a park bench, facing a woman in red who was a ghost.

“Have a seat. Want a drink?” Xia Ye said.

“Thank you, but I don't drink,” the red-clad ghost replied coolly.

“Then what did you come here for?”

“To take your life!”

“Oh, then sit down. There's no harm in having a drink before you do.” Xia Ye waved a hand.

After they'd eaten and drunk their fill, the red-clad ghost stood up, ready to take Xia Ye's life. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly. “I won't hide it anymore. I'm a swordsman!”

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.