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So this is the legendary "Ghost Scout."
In modern society, Zhou Ping'an had driven cars too, and what he feared most was someone suddenly darting out from the roadside. No matter how quickly he hit the brakes, it was often too late.
Now, sitting atop a carriage in this Other World, he unexpectedly encountered the same thing.
His heart stirred slightly, and upon closer inspection, his gaze towards the little girl deepened.
According to usual practice, Zhou Ping'an would normally stop, regardless of whether he was showing off to win people's hearts or genuinely healing others. Seeing someone injured, he would definitely treat them.
But to set a trap for oneself in the full view of the public was going a bit too far.
Let alone the faint sense of crisis that had suddenly arisen, there was something very wrong about the person disguised as a little girl.
