Word Number：165 Author：玲珑雨昕 Translator： Release Time：2025-09-11

　　Seeing the attitude of En gong at this moment, the red-clothed youth replied to him quite awkwardly.　　"Do you really not trust me at all?"　　En gong continued with a look of disdain on his face.　　"If you're really so great and can stop those four, I'll call you Dad."　　"Conversely, if you're just blowing hot air, you call me Dad."　　It wasn't that En gong didn't believe him; it was just that his appearance was too unreliable. He looked like the kind of good-for-nothing who was all talk and no action, a pretty boy with no real substance. En gong understood the meaning of the idiom "full of lies" that the older generation often used. After all, this place was inhabited solely by ghosts; there were no other talking creatures here. So he was quite sure that his status would soon be elevated. But would things really turn out as En gong hoped?　　At this moment, Xiao Bai, hiding on En gong, cursed silently.　　"