Although the eerie image and ghastly laughter of the ghost struck fear into Qin Sisi's heart, she was able to control herself, hiding her feelings.
She calmly looked at the bizarre mass in front of her, not saying a word. She knew who he was, his purpose, and the connection he had with Teacher Yang.
Therefore, there was nothing to ask.
To the mass's disappointment and surprise, Qin Sisi did not scream or lose control as he had imagined she would.
In a thin voice, he said, "Young mage, mind your own business."
Though his voice was soft, it was saturated with icy indifference and threat.
Qin Sisi was able to discern that the voice somewhat resembled a child's, but couldn't discern the gender.
With a peaceful expression, Sisi looked at the mass and calmly replied, "Little one, come down, shall we have a chat?".
The mass glared back at Qin Sisi: "You're calling me a little one?"
Unfazed, Qin Sisi replied, "Aren't you just a small one? A very, very small one."