The Fire Spirit Ghost Mother heard this and gradually reined in her smile, turning serene.
She looked calmly at Ji Yuan in front of her and then spoke:
"Are you worried I will kill you?"
"Huh?"
Ji Yuan raised his head in confusion, "Why would Master want to kill me?"
His face brimming with sincerity and innocence was Ji Yuan's final protective layer.
Fortunately, decades of concealment and frequent changes of identity in life had honed Ji Yuan's acting skills to perfection.
This bit of intimidation and threat was not enough to make him flinch.
The Fire Spirit Ghost Mother stared at him for a while, her gaze suddenly softening, as though she recalled something.
She seemed to mutter to herself, "He deceived me like this back then, so did my husband, and now you..."
The more the Fire Spirit Ghost Mother spoke, the gentler her expression became.
"Master."
Ji Yuan softly called out.
