TSFLIP Chapter 665

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“Oh…” Fengguang gave Yunji a strange look, not understanding why he suddenly felt the need to explain himself.

Without warning, Junyu’s expression changed. He quickly shouted, “Watch out!”

The moment the words left his mouth, the sound of shattering glass rang out, followed by shards flying straight toward Fengguang and Yanyu. Junyu reacted fast, shielding Yanyu with his body. Yunji reached out to pull Fengguang to safety, but someone else moved even quicker.

A man in black suddenly appeared, pulling Fengguang into his arms. Lifting his gaze toward the broken window, his eyes turned cold. With his free hand, he flicked his wrist, sending a chain flying through the air. It caught an almost-invisible female ghost dressed in white—missing one arm—and slammed her heavily to the ground.

At the same time, a barrier snapped into place around the area. Ordinary people couldn’t see what was happening inside, but everyone inside could still see the outside world clearly.

“Are you alright?” Naihe asked, looking down at her.

“I’m fine.” Fengguang shook her head, then gripped his hand tightly. “How did you get back so fast?”

“I missed you.”

His answer was so straightforward that it made Fengguang’s face flush for the first time in ages.

Yunji, who had taken a step forward, withdrew both his hand and his foot. Watching Fengguang nestled at Naihe’s side like a delicate little bird, his usually easy smile took on a bitter edge.

Back then, she hadn’t been his first choice. Now, instinctively, she was the only one he wanted to choose. But he was too late—she didn’t need him anymore.

Naihe’s gaze on Fengguang was so warm and doting that it actually made her feel a little embarrassed. She quickly looked away, letting her eyes fall on the ghost lying on the ground. That face was far too distinctive—she didn’t even need to think to know exactly who it was.

“You again!” With Naihe standing there, Fengguang wasn’t the least bit afraid. She huffed, “You’ve already lost an arm, and you still don’t know how to back off? What is it this time—trying to steal my face again?”

“Your face… I want it…” The ghost lifted her head, revealing her bloodied, mangled features to everyone.

Seeing her for the first time, Xia Yanyu instinctively stepped behind Junyu, feeling nauseated.

“You think you can just want it and I’ll hand it over?” Fengguang tugged on Naihe’s hand. “Hey, you caught her—how are you planning to deal with her?”

Since this ghost had been badly injured by Yunji last time, the girl lying in the hospital bed had been slowly healing. But if this spirit wasn’t destroyed, she might hurt someone else again.

Fengguang suddenly thought, This ghost is nuts. Zhao Yi isn’t normal either. No wonder she’d hide out in his house and call him a “weird man.”

“That’s simple.” Naihe twitched his fingers, and the chains binding the ghost transformed into hellfire, burning her until her soul was destroyed. The others could hear her anguished screams—but only for a moment—before she vanished entirely. Burning a ghost to nothing was a vicious method, but Naihe smiled innocently. “She won’t be coming after Fengguang again.”

Fengguang: “…”

Xia Yanyu still hadn’t made things official with Junyu, and now, watching Fengguang and Naihe flaunt their affection, all three men—especially Junyu and Yunji—found themselves quietly suffocating.

A short distance away, Ziwei Zhenjun was sitting on the grass beneath a tree. Across from him sat Lü Meng.

After hearing his story, Lü Meng said excitedly, “So you’re really the former King of Hell? You came to the human world to find your destined love?”

“Why would I lie to you?” Ziwei Zhenjun had one terrible flaw—whenever a young girl looked at him with admiration, he’d spill every secret without hesitation. “Back in the day, when I told Aoye I was going to reincarnate, I was just stringing him along. If I hadn’t read my own palm, I wouldn’t have even known I had a fated romance waiting for me.”

Naturally, that sort of line only made a young girl admire him more.

“Wait—didn’t you come to the human world to make up for ruining the Dragon Girl’s romance?”

“Ahem… What ruined romance? Who told you that?” He flat-out denied it. “I came here for my own romance, thank you very much!”

Lü Meng narrowed her eyes. “You said you can read palms. Then read mine—just the romance part.”

“Let me see…” Ziwei Zhenjun took the hand she held out and studied her palm for a long moment. His expression shifted to disbelief. Then, with a serious look, he began calculating on his fingers. Finally, he looked up at her, stunned—then disappeared right in front of her.

Lü Meng blinked in confusion.

Far away, by a lakeshore, Ziwei Zhenjun clutched his head and wailed, “I was only talking big! How did my fated romance actually show up?! And she’s a flat-chested little girl at that!”

In the Moon Elder’s Palace, the old man sipped tea in utter comfort and hummed contentedly. “Serves you right for ruining the Dragon Girl’s romance and costing me a hundred years’ worth of pay. If I didn’t make you suffer a little, I wouldn’t be Yue Lao!”