The flames gradually died down.
Jiang Qiao stood in the corridor once more.
The Vicious Ghost had vanished.
The rattan chair had also been burned to ashes in the fire.
The air was thick with the smell of charred remains, and grayish-white dust covered the floor everywhere, making people want to cough.
These ashes were the remains of the Vicious Ghost after it had been burned to death.
There was simply a little too much of it, covering the floor in a thick layer.
Jiang Qiao looked left and right.
Stepping on the thick layer of bone ash, he came to the spot where the old ghost had been moments ago. He reached down, picked up a living person missing one hand, and casually tossed him toward the corner of the corridor.
Then the second, and the third.
The three people locked inside the boxes had not died, so after being released, they slowly awoke from their unconsciousness.
"Your Excellency is..."
The first to wake was the woman in red.
She had just opened her eyes when she sprang to her feet and warily looked at Jiang Qiao.
Then he swept his gaze over the surroundings.
His expression immediately changed slightly.
He looked at Jiang Qiao strangely and asked tentatively, "Your Excellency, did you kill that Vicious Ghost?"
Dong Qiwei's group had no surveillance equipment.
So Zhou Hong had never seen the newcomer who had "fought the Butcher," and naturally did not recognize Jiang Qiao. However, after seeing the situation around her, she instinctively realized what had happened.
"It's you..."
At that moment.
Yin Jie, who was lying on the floor, also woke up.
His head throbbed violently, as though someone had drilled a hole into his forehead.
Hearing someone speaking nearby, he instinctively raised his head and looked toward