"Are you not afraid it will come out and kill you if you keep shouting like that?" the man possessed by the white-dressed woman suddenly spoke, suggesting the white-dressed woman had some sort of plan.
I looked up at the clock on the wall. There was still half an hour until dawn, and I had no idea if the white-dressed woman could resolve the issue. I had said all I could say, and if she really couldn't fix the problem, then it would have to wait until nightfall.
However, I had no idea where to hide during the bright daylight; of course, I was also quite concerned about my own situation, as my spirit ejection was not voluntary. It seemed to have happened in my sleep, perhaps because I was eager to find out what had transpired here. Maybe that's why it happened.
But perhaps this was all fated. Otherwise, I would never have been able to save the white-dressed woman from Han Bing's master.
