“Well, keeping up with the times isn’t so bad either.”
Ling Xiaoyou didn’t know what to say, so she could only give a dry laugh, scratch her head, and speak.
As the Boss of the Ghostly Grievance Department, Hong Lingyan was a ghost thousands of years old after all. Calling her someone who keeps up with the times wasn’t too much.
Ling Xiaoyou, who had once been addicted to games herself, could understand Hong Lingyan’s feelings and didn’t feel any aversion.
At most, she was just a bit surprised that Hong Lingyan played games.
“Hmph, trash teammates, I’m done playing!”
With Hong Lingyan’s last words in the office, filled with exhaustion and anger, the faint sounds of the game vanished.
Next came the sound of high heels stepping on the tiled floor.
Hong Lingyan opened the office door, nodded at Wang Mingji, then looked at Ling Xiaoyou, her expression much softer.
Just like her alluring voice, Hong Lingyan was a beautiful woman, with curved brows and eyes, a smile on her lips.
Her crimson eyes flowed like spring water, red lips parted softly, fragrant as orchids, and her long, rose-like hair cascaded down to her waist.
In every movement, there was a charming allure, making one’s heart race.
However, Ling Xiaoyou had already learned to ignore Hong Lingyan’s appearance.
Although she had been attracted at first, after spending time together, she gradually broke free from that charm.
Now, she was completely used to it!
After all, Ling Xiaoyou herself was quite good-looking.
Looking in the mirror a few times every day, her immunity built up quickly!
“Aiya, Xiaoyou seems to have grown taller.”
Hong Lingyan bent down, hugged Ling Xiaoyou, then rubbed her small head, as if comparing heights, and spoke.
“Really, Sister Ling, I really grew taller?!”
At those words, Ling Xiaoyou was instantly overjoyed.
She didn’t think Hong Lingyan had never seen her before and just made a mistake.
Because that was impossible!
After all, when Ling Xiaoyou first transmigrated, she was homeless and about to dissipate.
It was Hong Lingyan who saved her!
It was Hong Lingyan who stabilized her about-to-dissipate Spiritual Body, gave her a job, a house, and even taught her Practice and Magic Arts.
One could say Hong Lingyan was Ling Xiaoyou’s master, but the two hadn’t officially acknowledged it yet!
“Th…This…”
Seeing the happy look on Ling Xiaoyou’s small face, Hong Lingyan instantly felt guilty.
She had just said it casually, imitating parents who hadn’t seen their kids in a while, not expecting such a strong reaction.
That made her too embarrassed to tell the truth.
“By the way, Xiaoyou, you should have already mastered the Magic Arts I taught you before, right?”
Hong Lingyan’s gaze shifted for a moment, then she changed the topic, looking at Ling Xiaoyou.
Sure enough, Ling Xiaoyou’s attention was drawn away.
She nodded her little head, her happy expression turning proud.
“Of course, I’ve mastered them all, and I’m very skilled too. Even Bai Shuanglian almost couldn’t catch up with me!”
The Magic Arts Hong Lingyan taught Ling Xiaoyou before were all life-saving—commonly known as Escape Spell.
Seeing Ling Xiaoyou not continue the previous topic, Hong Lingyan secretly sighed in relief, her face calm.
“Very good. For us Ghosts, the first thing to learn is the Escape Spell.”
“Our speed is naturally fast. With Escape Spell, even Cultivators one or two stages higher can’t catch us.”
Ling Xiaoyou nodded her little head repeatedly, agreeing with Hong Lingyan’s words.
After all, as long as the green hills remain, one need not fear running out of firewood!
Ling Xiaoyou didn’t think escaping was disgraceful.
After running away, she’d learn more powerful Magic Arts, grow stronger, and then counterattack. That was the smart choice!
Not foolishly fighting to the end!
That’s right, that’s exactly how I am with Bai Shuanglian!
Hmph, just wait, Bai Shuanglian, wait for the day I counterattack!
Ling Xiaoyou thought this with hope, already imagining how she’d trample Bai Shuanglian underfoot.
Of course, Hong Lingyan had no idea what Ling Xiaoyou was thinking.
She just smiled softly and rubbed Ling Xiaoyou’s small head.
At the side, Wang Mingji watched the scene with helplessness, feeling like a cute little white rabbit was being led astray.
***
Wang Mingji had other matters to handle, so after saying a word to the two, she left quickly.
Hong Lingyan closed the office door, then looked at Ling Xiaoyou.
“Let’s go, Xiaoyou. This time, let’s go to the Training Field to practice Magic Arts.”
“Mm, mm!”
Ling Xiaoyou nodded her little head, naturally having no objection.
The two walked through the corridor, entered the elevator, went downstairs, greeted a few colleagues they met, then Hong Lingyan led Ling Xiaoyou to a staircase going down and entered.
On the way, Hong Lingyan looked ahead but didn’t forget to ask about Ling Xiaoyou’s Practice.
“Xiaoyou, have you encountered any problems in your Practice lately?”
Hearing the question, Ling Xiaoyou froze like a child having their homework checked.
Actually, she really was having her homework checked by her guardian.
After all, Hong Lingyan was Ling Xiaoyou’s guardian, basically her parent.
And being asked this question, Ling Xiaoyou suddenly felt imaginary cold sweat form on her forehead.
She…
Seemed…
To have not practiced in a long time…
The last time she practiced was probably the last time Hong Lingyan visited the Grievance Department, when she pretended to be practicing.
That was at least a few months ago.
“Mm? Why aren’t you speaking, Xiaoyou?”
At these words, Ling Xiaoyou trembled like a child caught doing something wrong, glanced at Hong Lingyan walking ahead, and, seeing she wasn’t looking her way, secretly sighed in relief.
“N-no, no problem.”
Hong Lingyan nodded, seemingly unconcerned, then continued.
“Then do you come to the Training Field to Practice regularly?”
“Yes, yes.”
Ling Xiaoyou nodded her little head, as if hypnotizing herself into believing she actually did.
In reality, she had barely been to the Training Field. After work, she just wanted to go home and rest, never bothering to come here.
“Oh, really?”
Hong Lingyan suddenly stopped and turned, her gaze landing on Ling Xiaoyou, making the latter break into a cold sweat.
Ling Xiaoyou looked away guiltily, her voice barely louder than a mosquito.
“Re…really!”
She felt just like in her previous life when she hadn’t done her summer homework and lied about forgetting it at home.
Hong Lingyan nodded, seemingly believing her.
Seeing this, Ling Xiaoyou breathed a sigh of relief, but before she could relax, Hong Lingyan’s next words arrived.
“Actually, you can come to the Training Field when you’re free. Even if you don’t Practice, it’s good to improve your Magic Arts.”
Hearing this, Ling Xiaoyou felt awkward, realizing Hong Lingyan had seen through her long ago.
She grabbed Hong Lingyan’s arm, shook it, and pleaded.
“I know, Sister Ling. I’ll definitely come in the future!”
Hong Lingyan smiled, poked her small nose, and spoke.
“Alright, I won’t nag you. Just remember to practice more when you learn new Magic Arts.”
“Mm, mm!”
Ling Xiaoyou nodded her little head repeatedly.