Old Zhao had already become a vengeful ghost? He glanced at me, sensed the heavy Yin energy around me, and immediately lunged!
Xijun didn't let him get close to me. She flew over and tangled with him. The moment they met, she nearly tore Old Zhao's soul apart. She even opened her mouth to eat him, so I hurriedly shouted for her to stop. That was Zhao Qian's grandfather—I couldn't go too hard on him, could I?
Xijun was very unwilling, but Old Zhao had only recently become a vengeful ghost, and his strength was simply too weak. He wasn't even enough to fill the gaps between her teeth. She didn't have to eat him, so she just gripped Old Zhao by the neck and refused to let go.
Old Zhao's entire body could no longer maintain its original form. He was merely like a wisp of blue smoke, struggling endlessly.
It wasn't a good idea to leave him twisted in Xijun's grip. If we encountered another enemy, things would become difficult. I opened the car door and checked the trunk for an umbrella, hoping to use it to collect Old Zhao's soul, but after rummaging through everything and finding none, I had no choice but to give up.
Bang! Bang!
There were two more gunshots. No one knew what had happened inside the estate.
Xijun released Old Zhao. He returned to his soul form, but he no longer dared to lunge at me. Instead, he began drifting toward the estate.
I hung up on Lei Qing, started the car, and backed up. Then I slammed down on the accelerator and sent the car shooting toward the Zhao Family estate!
The Zhao Family estate had descended into complete chaos. More than a hundred people were scrambling to find places to