That night.
A black off-road vehicle sped along the highway.
In the car.
Wang Lin, Bai Wei, and Luan Haiping were seated.
By rights, Luan Haiping was supposed to return to Silver City, but after talking with Xu Yang, it was too late, so he stayed in the dormitory of Wu City's Spirits Management Bureau.
Upon hearing Wang Lin say that Xu Yang had killed the assassin from the Asura Sect, Luan Haiping, out of curiosity, followed along.
He also wanted to see how an Asura Sect member would quickly turn into a fierce ghost after death!
But it was obvious they were late.
As soon as the car stopped, the three were keenly aware of a series of screams.
"What's that sound?"
Wang Lin's ears perked up.
As a martial artist with acute senses, Bai Wei and Luan Haiping were even more attuned to their hearing. With just a little focus, they could hear laughter coming from the darkness.
That laughter...
