Ning Mu found it hard to believe, cautioning, "Really, really?"
Jiangli scoffed, "What good does it do me to lie to you? You're already dead, a ghost. I can take you anywhere, and I can also destroy you. Do I need to go through the trouble of deceiving you?"
Ning Mu thought about it and it seemed to make sense.
Given his current state, it couldn't get worse.
There was nothing left on him worth scheming for.
The so-called barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes.
Ning Mu had nothing to fear now. He took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I can agree to your terms. What do you need me to do?"
Jiangli smiled with satisfaction, "It's quite simple, just help me test Shen Miao's feelings towards you and how he perceives your death."
Ning Mu was clueless, "How, how do I do that?"
Jiangli smiled mysteriously, "Put simply, just scare him a bit by acting like a ghost, but since you're already a ghost, you don't even need to act. You can scare him just like that."
