Zheng Ronghao raised his head and studied Luo Yan for a moment before saying, "The Crimson Ghost?"
Luo Yan nodded lightly. "That's me."
Zheng Ronghao gave a bitter smile. "You really are something. I never thought that even after we joined forces with the 'Yellow Springs,' we'd still be beaten into total defeat by you."
"Great Mister is dead, and I've fallen into your hands. You won, Crimson Ghost."
Luo Yan said indifferently, "You may not believe me, but I'm not very interested in this matter."
Zheng Ronghao snorted. "That's as ridiculous as a billionaire saying he isn't interested in money."
Luo Yan said flatly, "Believe it or not, it's up to you."
"Let me ask you—do you know about the 'Heavenly Ghost'?"
Zheng Ronghao froze. "What's that?"
Golden light shone in Luo Yan's eyes. Using the Divine Treasure to inspect him, he found that Zheng Ronghao truly knew nothing about the Heavenly Ghost.
That was normal. Luo Yan knew that if he had not been a member of the Strategic Affairs Department, it would have been very difficult for him to obtain information about the Heavenly Ghost.
The Heavenly Ghost had appeared four times in total, but each incident had been resolved.
Therefore, it was very difficult for ordinary people to know about the Heavenly Ghost.
Take last year's Heavenly Ghost incident in Ziyang Underground City, for example. All of the Heavenly Ghost's blood descendants had died, and both Heavenly Ghosts had been executed.
Some residents of Ziyang City might have witnessed the battle between the Heavenly Ghost and the Dragon Riders, but they would not have known what they were seeing. If even the witnesses knew nothing about the incident, there was even less chance that someone like Zheng Ronghao would know.
Luo Yan changed the subject. "Then