"Mr. Xu, are you really a Heavenly Master?""As genuine as they come, more real than gold!""I've heard that your reputation in the supernatural circle is really bad, even to the point where a ghost once called the police saying you were threatening him?""Impossible!""It wasn't me!""Don't talk nonsense!"Xu Yang clenched the Thousand-Year Peachwood Sword in his hand, and said, "What's the name of that ghost? Would you dare to let him confront me face to face?"