"Afraid," Xiao Han nodded.
"Most people in this world are like that. If you're afraid, then it's right. Stay here with me, become like us, and you'll no longer fear me," the girl said, her voice carrying a trace of sinisterness.
She reached out her hand toward Xiao Han's neck.
If it had been an ordinary person, they might have fainted from fear, but Xiao Han shook his head slightly. Before she could reach him, an aura emitted from his body, instantly sending the female ghost flying.
"What? Vast Righteous Qi." The female ghost was surprised, somewhat incredulous.
There are some legends in the world that say if the heart is righteous, evil shall not invade, and ghosts shall retreat; this is not unfounded.
A person of righteousness is indeed not harmed by ordinary evil beings.
And Xiao Han, who guarded the Xuan Country with no complaints or regrets, naturally possessed a strong righteousness, not just him but every warrior of the Divine Sword as well.
