When His Highness the Ghost King dispersed his soul, he never thought that the object of his curse in all his life would be himself. This was a little embarrassing, but also a little... A little happy.
"Brother Taoist, it turns out you liked me so early."
The solemn-looking Emperor of the Gods said with a dark face: "Nonsense!"
"Hey, my Taoist brother is shy, come and give me a kiss."
Demon God Xie Xiaoman: "... Hmph, in broad daylight, shameless!"
