Suddenly, a faint black mist began to emanate from the bedside table.
The black mist emanated from the ring on the bedside table. It exuded an evil aura; anyone could tell it was nothing good, as long as Grandpa wasn't blind!
The Little Daoist, Su Chaoyang, confidently rubbed her little nose and gave the bedside table a hard kick before scrambling under the bed.
The loud noise woke up Ye Junqing and Ye Xinguang.
Ye Xinguang turned over and asked sleepily with her eyes half-open, "Hubby, what was that noise?"
Ye Junqing lifted his eyelids and turned on the bedside lamp. He looked around but didn't notice anything unusual. Just as he was about to turn off the light, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the Hetian Jade Ring on the bedside table, emitting black mist.
Ye Junqing sat up so abruptly that he startled Ye Xinguang, who was yawning and trying to continue her deep sleep.
Ye Xinguang also opened her eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"
