About two or three hundred meters away.
A filthy middle-aged man appeared at the edge of a large supermarket's rooftop.
He carried an empty liquor bottle. His skin was bluish, his eyes dull, and a strange smile hung from the corners of his mouth. He staggered as he walked, looking as if he might fall from the high-rise at any moment and die on impact.
"That beggar."
"He's been following us this whole time?"
Li Xin stared intently at the swaying figure, his heart growing heavier by the second.
He hadn't forgotten.
Not long after they parted ways with the beggar, they had heard a woman's scream. They hadn't looked into it at the time because there had been neither need nor point.
But thinking about it now, that woman had probably been a living person killed by the beggar.
"As expected, this man looks like an Awakened, but when you observe him closely, everything about him is strange. It's as if he's wearing a layer of human skin. There's a sense of incongruity and dislocation."
"Looks like he really is an evil spirit..."
"But we left as soon as we discovered him back then. How did he lock onto us?"
"And if he had locked onto us, why didn't he launch an attack all this time, only coming after us now?"
One doubt after another surfaced in Li Xin's mind.
Just then.
The middle-aged man standing on the rooftop suddenly vanished from where he stood, then appeared on the road.
The distance between the two sides had shortened considerably.
"Don't stay here any longer. Leave now. Not only have we been targeted by the Weird Tales Inn, it seems this terrifying Vicious Ghost has also taken us for a meal on a plate."
Wan Ling had failed to rescue