Chapter 977: Conditions

The ghost child's cheeks bulged high, like a toad, and his little face was no longer cute. It was covered with green veins, lying on his face like a centipede. There was something indescribably weird about his face. Han Fei took a deep breath. He smiled again and said, "Don't be so anxious. I'm joking with you. I'm teaching you the second lesson now, which is that you must know humor as a person. There is no humor." Life is like there is no polish. Forget it, you don’t understand what I’m telling you now.