The Most Reliable Deputy Captain in History

"Hello?"

"Han Bing?"

"Can you hear me clearly? The mental power here may be a little chaotic, and it's affecting the signal..."

"Yes, the problem has already been dealt with..."

"I can't go back yet. There's still something here, and I need to find someone to keep an eye on it. Otherwise, I'm worried something else might happen..."

"..."

Under the Crimson Moon, the family stood side by side in a row beside the truck. Their expressions were all somewhat peculiar—serious yet helpless—as they watched Lu Xin standing not far away, calling Qinggang. Every now and then, he raised or lowered his body in an attempt to find the poor signal in the wilderness.

How should one put it? It felt exceptionally down-to-earth.

Lu Xin really had no other choice.

The Pollution had indeed been dealt with, but it had left behind this Midnight Court.

It was neither entirely real nor entirely false. In any case, he couldn't put it on the truck and haul it back.

But leaving it here wouldn't do either. There were already plenty of strange things wandering the wilderness. Now that the Midnight Court was an empty shell, if something that shouldn't enter happened to get inside, no one could guarantee that something else wouldn't happen...

Just now, Father had been eager to try, wanting to take the Midnight Court back himself.

But Mom had immediately given him a look, making him feel a little guilty.

Seeing this, Lu Xin could only stop him and do his best to explain, "It's not that I don't trust you..."

"It's mainly because someone just died in there..."

"It's a haunted house. Could you live there?"

"..."

"..."

A while after Lu Xin's call went through, rows of high beams soon appeared in the wilderness.

They drove over