Murong, who had been frightened by Duan Yun, was already pale, but now he turned even paler.
Duan Yun knew he was not usually faint-hearted, to be scared to this extent, there really might be ghosts.
"Are you sure?" asked Duan Yun.
A gust of wind blew, causing the recently ignited fire in the room to sway left and right as if the creepy old temple was indeed about to produce ghosts.
Murong thought about the fact that he was next to Old Demon Duan, feared by everyone, and he himself was revered as Murong Hero; there was no reason to be too afraid.
So he calmed himself down and swam back in a backstroke posture, sticking to the ground.
If Duan Yun had not known that he had this ability to 'swim on land', he might have mistaken him for a ghost.
Murong swam back to where he had originally been lying, looking up nervously.
Duan Yun noticed, that spot was right between the branches and the roof.
