Once he had dealt with the Great Ghost, he figured the Second Ghost had probably absorbed enough of the Bewitching Incense by then. It would be as easy as flipping his hand to take him down afterward.
Su Chen, like a specter, once again arrived at the fifteenth floor and locked onto one of the presidential suites.
It was very quiet inside; no sound came out. But Su Chen knew for certain there was someone inside.
He did not enter the presidential suite directly but went outside the building again to enter through a window.
Whoosh!
Like a ghost, he silently entered the presidential suite.
Inside, Su Chen found it eerily quiet and devoid of people—no beauties, and he didn't see the Great Ghost either.
Could it be that he's not here?
Su Chen furrowed his brow, but soon he felt an almost imperceptible presence.
Immediately, he let out a cold laugh.
Just as I thought, the Great Ghost wouldn't be on guard in his own lair.
