But now, the citizens already know the truth. They would never bother Ji Fengyan again.
Their one and only chance was over.
The man looked at Song Yuan and said coldly, "Rather than brooding about this, you should be worrying about more important things."
Song Yuan was slightly stunned. A sense of foreboding rose in his heart. "What do you mean by that?"
The man gazed imperiously at Song Yuan. "Ghost are not alive, they are dead. But ghosts can see everything."
Song Yuan's heart gave a powerful thud. Demons had caught those people while going about their daily lives. Afraid that others would chance upon the demons doing their deed, Song Yuan had purposely let them bring their victims into his backyard.
So although their bodies had been removed, their souls remained in the backyard.
Then…
Everything that they saw and heard…
Song Yuan felt a numbing sensation on his scalp.
His greatest worry was happening now.
