"You... are you, Yang Jian?" Wang Bin looked at the person in the ghost hunter's uniform with disbelief.
He had never expected Yang Jian to suddenly appear at this time, hadn't he disappeared for several days already?
He even thought that Yang Jian might have died.
After all, his daughter's life was tied to his own.
Yang Jian turned and said, "It's me, Uncle Wang, where are you going with Wang Shanshan on your back?"
Wang Bin looked around and, seeing those terrifying figures had disappeared, finally calmed his nerves; "Shanshan she... has passed away, her body has been lying at home for several days now, I planned to take it out to be cremated."
"Wang Shanshan is dead?" Yang Jian pondered.
Right, he had died once, and it was possible for Wang Shanshan to have died as well, but he was still alive, so logically, Wang Shanshan should have been able to come back to life as well.
"Let me take a look."
Wang Bin nodded and set down the body he was carrying.
