The Young Man took out a somewhat worn-looking Compass and stared at it intently.
The Compass needle kept swaying.
After a long while—
"Found it!"
The needle stopped. Looking at the direction indicated on the Compass, the Young Man's face filled with delight. "Watch this Dao Master display his divine might! Charge!"
The Young Man put away the Compass and excitedly rushed in the direction it had indicated.
As he passed by, all the Ghost Slaves acted as though they could not see him.
Silently following behind Luo Ping, Wang Ye frowned slightly.
Luo Ping's physical strength was formidable. Every Ghost Slave along the way was dealt with by him effortlessly.
That saved Wang Ye quite a bit of energy.
Judging from Luo Ping's direction and recalling the map he had memorized—
The hospital!
The only large building along this route was Lin'an City's hospital.
Sure enough, he had not gone to the branch office.
Wang Ye's eyes flickered slightly as he continued following behind Luo Ping.
Standing at the hospital entrance, Luo Ping seemed to ponder something. Only after a long while did he enter the hospital.
The number of Ghost Slaves inside the hospital had clearly increased significantly.
A group of Ghost Slaves charged numbly toward Luo Ping. Some even wore hospital gowns on their upper bodies, yet had long legs and high heels below the waist.
Everything had descended into chaos.
Watching the crowd swarm toward him, Luo Ping was clearly becoming annoyed. With a cold snort, he tore off the paper talisman on the box strapped to his back.
The box trembled slightly, and the Ghost Slaves all came to a stop.
Then, they slowly retreated.
Luo Ping did not put the paper talisman back on. Ignoring the trembling box, he walked deeper into the