The female ghost seemed ready to pounce on Xu Xiangyang, but the human-faced spider that had quickly crawled to the ceiling from outside had already descended from above, pinning it completely underneath.
Standing at the door, Zhu Qingyue quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
She appeared to have just rushed back from outside, her smooth forehead dotted with sweat, and her pupils shone as she stared intently into the room.
Xu Xiangyang stood still like a statue, only able to stare at her blankly, unable to speak.
"Really, just a little while after I go out..."
The squad leader sincerely apologized.
"Sorry, Xiangyang, I had just woken up when I heard some noise outside and rushed out without thinking it was a decoy. An evil spirit capable of such action, even if it's purely instinctual, is not to be underestimated."
As she spoke, Xu Xiangyang felt a slight release of pressure on him.
"Are there other evil spirits?"
Once he was able to speak, he immediately asked.
"Yes."
