"Let me ask you, even though you knew there were sleeping pills in the cake, why did you still eat it?" the Ghost King's wife asked.
Little Dumpling looked up, twisting her hands, and looked at her mom with big eyes, trying to soften her with a pitiful gaze.
"Speak up!"
The Ghost King's wife shot a sharp look, and the Ghost King sneakily signaled his daughter with his eyes, telling her:
Speak now, otherwise dad will be implicated!
Yun Qi could only respond with a mosquito-like hum: "Because... because I had heard of refining evil ghosts, but I didn't know the exact process, so I wanted to experience it myself."
"You wanted to experience it yourself?" The Ghost King's wife took a deep breath, "Did you experience it?"
