If it had been the previous Wang Ye, Maitreya truly would not have cared whether he lived or died.
After all, killing Wang Ye would mean offending the entire Heaven Group.
It was not worth it.
And with Wang Ye around, he would indirectly draw away some of the firepower for him. That fellow was far too jumpy. Sometimes, Maitreya even wondered: if he failed and the Buddha revived, would the Buddha choose to kill Wang Ye first, or him first?
So back then, Wang Ye's existence brought more benefits than drawbacks.
But now, this fellow had repeatedly appeared at critical moments and obstructed his plans. He had already become a serious stumbling block, so...
Finding a way to kill Wang Ye naturally moved onto Maitreya's agenda.
As though he had not sensed the change in Maitreya's mindset, Wang Ye continued pacing around the cramped room.
The paint on the walls had peeled away.
The wooden floor creaked sharply beneath every step.
But...
That seemed to be all there was to it.
He did not sense anything else unusual. At most, there was a faint trace of ghostly aura in the room, but it was barely noticeable.
It had nothing to do with what Maitreya had said.
The place was tiny, without even a bedroom. Everything was visible at a glance.
And Maitreya claimed there was a ghost here?
A very powerful one, at that?
For a moment, Wang Ye even suspected that Maitreya had made up another story to fool him.
But since Maitreya was so fixated on this room, and had even shown killing intent the moment Wang Ye teleported over, one thing was certain: there was danger in this room.
Without revealing anything, Wang Ye looked around once before frowning at Maitreya. "Do you really think there's