So we've successfully imprisoned a ghost?
It was so easy that they all started to doubt and feel uncertain.
But it was precisely this that further confirmed the unease Yang Jian had felt before.
Looking at the motionless corpse inside the body bag, he became more convinced that his previous guess had been correct.
He had been misled.
An incorrect signal, coupled with prior uncertainty, had led to a wrong action.
"Did we succeed?" Zhang Han asked uncertainly.
Zhang Yiming frowned and said, "I'm not sure. Based on the probe by Ye Jun earlier, we can conclude that this old granny is definitely not normal. But to say she's a fierce ghost seems far too simple. A ghost capable of killing two ghost charmers should not have been captured so easily."
"Yang Jian, what do you think?"
"Ghost Slave," he said gravely. "It's something a fierce ghost controls after a person's death. It's not human, but it's not a real ghost either. We're wasting our time."
