Yan Wen was usually quite agreeable, but that wasn't to say he couldn't get angry. Obviously, Zuo Ying had angered him, so it was better to let him out first. Otherwise, Zuo Ying might end up dead right here. And speaking of which, was Zuo Ying still alive?
Qian Cangyi pondered, the scene of the baby ghost crawling out from between Zuo Ying's legs still fresh in his mind.
It was precisely because of this that he wanted to keep Zuo Ying alive.
This woman was rather unique, perhaps he could get more information from her. Of course, this also meant more danger.
However, for a performer from hell, danger was always inevitable. Simply avoiding it wouldn't change their situation, in fact, it might even get worse.
After leaving the room, Yan Wen remained silent. He looked at Qian Cangyi, his expression solemn. "I regret coming down here with you," he said, touching his right ear, a sharp pain throbbing.
