"Come out!" Yang Xiao's limbs were ice-cold and rigid, making it difficult to move; he could only use his head to ram the door, which banged loudly.
However, his hearing and sight remained unaffected, and separated by the door, he could clearly hear the disorderly footsteps inside the room. Putting himself in their shoes, if he had been suddenly confronted with such a situation in the dead of night while sleeping soundly, he too would have been terrified.
Footsteps approached the door from the inside, but it didn't open. Yang Xiao knew it must be Jiang Qingluan, but now he had no time to explain; the door of the room he'd been in not far behind him was also being hit with a bang—the ghost was about to come out.
He had to coerce Jiang Qingluan, make her realize he was a real person, not a ghost, and besides... if he didn't take action to save others, they would all be doomed.
