177 Ghost! It's a Little Ghost!
The packrat's eyes were red as she strode into the school valiantly. Then, she shouted at the top of her voice, My father is not the Ghost King! He doesn't eat children either. You've all been deceived.
The little packrat shouted at the top of her lungs. She used too much strength, and her fair and soft face turned red.
Even if Yun Ran and Mo Beiyuan did not follow, they could still hear her crisp voice.
The schoolchildren were also frightened. They squeezed into a group. A slightly older child was also a little braver. He raised his hand and pointed at Little Sweetcake. You're the child of the Ghost King, and you're not human! You're a ghost! You're a little ghost!
Mo Yunnian and Mo Yunchen are not humans. They are little ghosts! They can also eat people! Everyone, don't play with them.
My mother said that the Ghost King's child is also a ghost! So, you're a ghost too! Ghosts are not good! They're bad things!
Little demons, don't come over. Go away.
With Mo Beiyuan's cultivation, even if he was far away, he could still hear the conversation between the packrat and those children. He tightened his fingers and his expression suddenly darkened.
He could withstand any rumors and gossip. He did not care if the people in the streets turned him into a demon with their words.
But now, his children were suffering the harm he had caused them.
Opposite them was a group of children. It was also because they had heard the adults' comments that they had such malicious intentions toward Sweetcake.
Mo Beiyuan could not attack this group of half-grown children. Otherwise, he would really become the evil spirit in people's mouths.
Just as he was about to go over and take Sweetcake away, Bun suddenly spoke.
The Headmaster said that seeing is believing. You said that my father is a man-eating evil spirit. Did you see it with your own eyes? If you didn't see it with your own eyes, I can also say that your father and mother are man-eating evil spirits and you are little evil spirits.
Little Sweetcake rubbed the corners of her eyes and held back the tears that were about to fall. She puffed out her chest and raised her chin as she snorted.
Brother is right! You guys are the ghosts little ghosts
Even though Bun wasn't old, he was very logical. Those kids weren't his match at all.
They were immediately intimidated by his words.
It took them a long time to find a retort.
Mo Yunchen, your father's eyes are different from ours. My mother said that he has the Ghost Eye, so he's the Ghost King.
The corners of Mo Beiyuan's mouth curled into a self-deprecating and bitter smile. His strange eyes had always been an ominous symbol. The rumors of the ghosts outside were also based on his heterochromia.
Not to mention these outsiders, even the parents who gave birth to him thought that he was the reincarnation of an evil spirit and wanted to strangle him to death.
No way. My mother said that my father received a pair of beautiful eyes because Uncle Deity likes him. Your father doesn't have them because Uncle Deity doesn't like them.
When Mo Beiyuan heard his youngest daughter's crisp voice, his heart seemed to have been struck by something. His eyes suddenly froze.
Did that woman explain his strange eyes to the child like that?
The little packrat was just a little baby. She was very curious. Of course, she was curious why her eyes were different from her father's.
Yun Ran remembered explaining it to Sweetcake.
The packrat's memory was not bad, so she naturally remembered it clearly.