Huang Xiaolong, along with Ming Kuan, Meng Jingling, Qingqing, and Feng Hanyan, found a secluded park to temporarily settle down.
After all, their identities were now ghostly beings, so there was no need to stay in a hotel.
"Master, I see that for now, there doesn't seem to be any trouble in Shanghai," Ming Kuan said, his voice trembling. "It seems that all the ghosts gathered in Shanghai won't make a move before the Ghost Conference is held, abiding by the rules. However, once the Conference is over, things will become troublesome, possibly leading to a catastrophe."
"Hey~~ with me here, what trouble can there be?" Huang Xiaolong chuckled. "The biggest threat in Shanghai is that Ghost Formation, which, once activated, will drain the life force of all living people within Shanghai, killing them. However, I've carefully studied this Ghost Formation... With my methods, breaking the formation will be no challenge at all."
