Huang Xiaolong didn't harm the man in the trench coat. After Yan Pianpian released his acupoints, he began to lead his wives out of the room.
As they stepped out, they witnessed a shocking scene.
They saw that most of the guests in each hotel room were walking out in nightclothes, their expressions numb. They staggered about as if controlled, like puppets, with ghostly qi swirling between their eyebrows.
"Little Long, this... these people are bewitched by ghosts. Nothing seemed amiss during the day when the yang qi was strong, but at night... they've actually started sleepwalking..." Ma Chuxia exclaimed in horror.
The people entranced by ghosts were all lined up, heading towards the elevator, then meticulously entered it as if they were meant to go somewhere.
