Max Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey…?
Chapter 390: Begging for Mercy

Chapter 390: Chapter 390: Begging for Mercy

"Ghost, a ghost!"

Seeing this scene, Fu Yuxing could no longer feign calmness and turned to run outside.

But the next second, it was as if something had grabbed his waist, and a bone-chilling cold wind blew across his back.

Goosebumps covered his entire body, instantly standing on end.

Fu Yuxing ran desperately, but no matter how hard he tried, he was just treading in place.

At that moment, he felt a pair of icy hands slowly wrap around his waist, sliding up towards his chest.

The icy coldness completely disregarded the existence of his clothes, and it felt as if he could clearly sense the cold touch moving slowly across his body.

"Help, somebody help—"

Fu Yuxing screamed in terror, his face turning deathly pale.

He kept rubbing his body with his hands, trying to pull off those non-existent hands from himself.

But no matter what he did, the sensation persisted relentlessly.

Fu Yuxing kept screaming.

However, there was no movement outside the room.

It was as if no one had heard his voice.

Or perhaps his room had become another world, completely isolated from the rest.

"Help me..."

Fu Yuxing nearly broke down crying in despair, his voice growing hoarse.

But the door in front of him remained tightly closed, with no one coming to check.

His clothes were nearly soaked through with cold sweat.

He struggled to escape but was unable to move away at all, watching helplessly as he was trapped here.

"Why do you want to run away?"

As Fu Yuxing turned pale faced, not knowing what to do, a gentle female voice sounded by his ear.

With cold air accompanying it, it brushed his earlobes and blew across the back of his neck.

Under normal circumstances for men and women, this would be considered a provocative, suggestive act.

Fu Yuxing, who was usually well-versed in these matters, should have responded and taken advantage of the situation.

But today, he was in no mood for it.

Feeling this eerie gesture, he became even more frightened, shivering uncontrollably.

"Who are you... I’m telling you, I’m not afraid of you. If you don’t want to die, let me go right now... "

"Fu Yuxing, you are so heartless; have you forgotten me so quickly?" The female voice teased by his ear, sending chills down his neck with a mocking tone and icy voice, making him tremble non-stop.

"Wasn’t this your favorite game before? Fu Yuxing, why are you scared now?"

Hearing this voice, Fu Yuxing stiffened violently, for some reason finding the voice eerily familiar.

But he couldn’t recall where he had heard it before.

"Who on earth are you... I’m telling you not to mess around. I—I’m not afraid of you! If you offend me, I will make your life a living hell! If you don’t want to die, you had better let me go!"

He swallowed hard, trying to appear calm, but his shaky voice betrayed his true feelings.

"Fu Yuxing... do you think I would still be afraid of death now?"

The female voice was scornful.

"Don’t forget, you’ve already killed me once. I am now an Evil Ghost; how could I possibly be afraid of death?"

Fu Yuxing jerked in shock, Evil Ghost...

A ghost!

Indeed, a ghost!

He almost fainted with fear, his mind fixated on a single thought: he had truly encountered a ghost!

But...but...

Master Mu had clearly told him that the mansion was well-protected, that no ghost would dare to enter and he could feel at ease, so why did it turn out this way?

"Who are you..." In terror, Fu Yuxing screamed, unable to think, his mind swimming in a void, "Who are you! I beg you, please let me go, okay?"