Ye Jinghong and I held the old man between us, one on each side.
It was an understanding Ye Jinghong and I had reached.
We had to control the old man first and wait for Ying Gou to wake up.
Naturally, we could not use force at a time like this.
If I had been fearless and able to do whatever I wanted in the Ghost Domain before, it was because I had nothing to fear.
But things were different now. Knowing that Ying Gou and Jiang Xiaohui were in their hands, I had to be cautious.
Whether it was Ying Gou or Jiang Xiaohui, I could not let anything happen to either of them.
"But will he really wake up on his own?" I asked.
Ye Jinghong shook her head. She was not sure either.
But the old man said, "He has obviously been poisoned. Logically speaking, he is the Ancestor of Zombies and immune to all poisons, so I suspect he has not been poisoned."
"That's right. How could the Ancestor of Zombies be poisoned?" Ye Jinghong said as well.
I narrowed my eyes. "If it isn't poison, then what is it? Don't tell me he was really tired and fell asleep?"
The old man pursed his lips and hesitated before saying, "Could they have fallen into the Dreamscape?"
Ye Jinghong and I exchanged a look. It was not impossible. We had encountered something like this before.
I looked at the old man. "Are you deliberately helping us?"
The old man gave a bitter smile. "I'm not. I just don't want the Wangliang Clan to perish at my hands. You care about your friends, but if you are pushed too far, who can guarantee that you will not kill my clansmen?"
Ye Jinghong looked at him. "You're conflicted.