Zhong Mengxuan's arrival and hasty departure had occurred in just a moment, leaving Zhong Niangyao's mood completely unaffected.
Zhong Niangyao slowly sat down on the sofa, leaning back, lazily stretched her waist, and then slowly raised her hand to open a Jade Bottle.
A wisp of smoke drifted by, and the temperature in the room immediately dropped several degrees, adding a hint of chill to the coolness of early autumn. At the same time, a ghostly figure also appeared in the room.
"Lady... Lady Zhong."
This ghostly figure was none other than Zhang Jing, the female ghost they had previously encountered in a hotel in Myanmar.
At that moment, she stood before Zhong Niangyao, her face showing a hint of unease, and looked at Zhong Niangyao cautiously.
