The room was instantly shrouded in silence.

Zhou Xianlong and Tao Ran gasped in horror, because they knew all too well what the emergence of a Prefect-class ghost meant to humanity.

Furthermore… Zhou Xianlong’s intuition told him that this was the true cause for Li Jixi’s death!

He wanted to know more. But, after three full seconds of tense silence in the room, he slowly shook his head, “Let’s not discuss these things for now. Get some rest. We’ll talk more once you get better.”

However, Qin Ye refused to release his hands, and instead gazed deeply into Zhou Xianlong’s eyes as he continued, “No… Faculty Head Zhou, please listen to me… There are some things I have to tell you right now.”

With that, he pulled open his robes and revealed his chest, “Do you see this?”

Zhou Xianlong and Tao Ran exchanged a glance, before shaking their heads.

As expected, you can’t see it. But that’s good. That means there’s no way of verifying the truth after all.

Qin Ye lowered his eyes like a weak and feeble patient as he continued, “I don’t know exactly what happened either… The only thing I know was that I’d passed out back then, only to fall into a deep, long dream. In that dream, a Prefect-class evil ghost afflicted me with this curse which he called… the Immortals on the Magpie Bridge.”

Zhou Xianlong couldn’t hold back any longer. His heart was anxious, yet his voice remained calm and placid, “Don’t worry, Little Qin. Even if you’ve been targeted by a Prefect-class evil ghost, I’ll personally get...