Laura Jiang turned her head and ran. She was too embarrassed to face Ghost Guest and didn't dare to take back the undergarment she had just removed.

Ghost Guest felt a headache coming on. Holding the undergarment, he was at a loss whether to keep it or discard it. After pondering for a long time, he decided to put it into his storage bag and find an opportunity to return it to Laura Jiang later.@@novelbin@@

After closing the door, Ghost Guest silently scolded himself.

"When the boat reaches the bridge, it will naturally straighten out. What's there to worry about? The Demonic Extreme Sect's methods of controlling Spirit Slaves are so cruel, and yet I managed to escape from Mark Ye's grasp and almost killed him."

"If Mark Ye wants to deal with me, I'll just face him head-on. If I could find a way to deal with him once, I can find a way to break the situation again."

But what should I do?

Just as Ghost Guest was deep in thought, a knock on the door suddenly sounded. He didn't even need to use his spiritual sense; just from the way the door was knocked, he knew it was Laura Jiang outside, and his headache returned.

Ghost Guest opened the door, his gaze evasive, not daring to look at Laura Jiang, and feigned calmness as he asked, "What's the matter?"

Laura Jiang's face was still flushed with embarrassment, her gaze equally evasive, as she whispered, "I... I... I'm here to warm the bed for you, sir."

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