You Wouldn't. I Just Know.

The ghostly figures overlapped, forming a circle. Yu Xing stood outside the circle, trying to see through the layers of long robes to see who was inside.

He didn't think it was Zhao Yijiu. Even if Zhao Yijiu was discovered, she would probably continue to attack, and even if she was injured, she would drag more ghosts down with her instead of obediently being restrained and exhibited here.

Guessing which group they were from, more and more people gathered around, and they couldn't resist doing the same thing as Zhao Yijiu, only to be discovered.

When he heard the curses from inside the circle, his idea became even more certain. Squinting, Yu Xing finally saw the situation in the center of the circle.

It was a "white-shirt Ghost," kneeling on the ground, seemingly with a broken leg, being grabbed by the Black Shadow of his head by an angry masked figure, looking as if he could die on the spot at any moment.

The "white-shirt Ghost" cursed, and the voice sounded somewhat familiar. Yu Xing recognized it as Lushan's voice, but Lushan's target wasn't a ghost, but his teammate, Sheng Wan.

"I'll haunt you even as a ghost! You pushed me to my death, Sheng Wan, you vile woman!" Lushan struggled and cursed, using extremely offensive language. Yu Xing raised an eyebrow: Judging from this, they've had some internal strife?

Unfortunately for Lushan, his performance wasn't enough to appease the ghosts. They cheered and shouted at the Black Shadow, "Eat him! Eat him! Give us what you leave behind!"

"Take off the mask and admire his expression!"

"Hahahaha..." Upon hearing this, the Black Shadow lifted Lushan's mask and leaned closer to take a look.

The Persona Mask was removed, white-shirt Ghost's disguise slowly dissipated, revealing a somewhat pitiful waiter.

Lushan's leg was indeed broken, and it was dragging on the ground in a twisted position, his weight entirely dependent on the black-clad man's hand, like a puppet on a string.

His face, which bore little recollection of Lushan, was filled with resentment and hatred. His eyes searched through the horde of ghosts. "You harmed me, Sheng Wan, you won't live either!"

"I don't like your expression, you should be terrified!" the Black Shadow shouted, and the hand gripping Lushan's head instantly transformed into a hard, sharp weapon, piercing through his scalp. Lushan felt as if his skull and crown had shattered, and warm, red blood cascaded down his face like a waterfall, causing him to scream in agony.

But the Black Shadow deliberately spared his life.

Consciousness dwindled amidst the excruciating pain. Lushan truly wished he were dead by now, instead of suffering humiliation and torment here.

"So you killed so many people in white, and you even killed a Black Shadow?" The Black Shadow's tone was ambiguous, whether it was mockery, surprise, or disdain.

"It wasn't me!" Blood seeped from Lushan's mouth as he bitterly denied it, clinging to his remaining consciousness.

It wasn't him, of course.

But he was the first to be caught. Regardless of the consequences, he was the one who would bear the resentment of so many dead ghosts.

"Have you got it sorted out?"

A cold voice accompanied by undisguised footsteps approached Yu Xing from behind. Zhao Yijiu glanced at the red robe in front of her, then at Lushan.

Yu Xing shifted her gaze from Lushan's face and turned her head. "It's done."

He was responsible for figuring out the purpose of the vending machines, while Zhao Yijiu was responsible for taking advantage of the situation to collect points and ghost money. So far, both of them had completed their tasks.

"What's going on here?" He gestured with his chin towards Lushan, who had been captured by the ghost.

Zhao Yijiu frowned as she looked at Lushan, who was certain to die. "Let's talk somewhere else."

The two of them were on the outermost edge of the ghost horde, and instead of squeezing in, they darted to an empty booth in the corner and sat down in the shadows.

"Lushan and Sheng Wan have been working together. Just now, while I was fighting a Black Shadow, they managed to kill a few ghosts in the chaos, but they were outmatched and were discovered by a white-shirt Ghost."

After sitting down, before Yu Xing could ask any more questions, Zhao Yijiu leaned back on the booth sofa and told him what he knew.

The white-shirt Ghost discovered the living servant and shouted, attracting many ghosts from the surrounding area. Lushan Sheng Wan hid in the toilet of the Forgetfulness Hall, and the ghosts, guided by the white-shirt Ghost, entered the toilet to search for the person.

Zhao Yijiu followed them inside. When the ghosts opened the door to one of the cubicles, an incredulous roar came from inside. Then, the white-shirt Ghost had led the way suddenly turned into white mist and vanished into nothingness. Lushan fell out of the cubicle.

The ghosts were outraged when they saw this – killing ghosts right in front of them! They took Lushan away, believing that Lushan was the one who had secretly killed many ghosts along the way.

Zhao Yijiu glanced into the cubicle. Sheng Wan wasn't there, but from a professional standpoint, the attack that killed the white-shirt Ghost was clearly not done by Lushan.

"So, Sheng Wan used some method to hide, killing the white-shirt Ghost while simultaneously kicking Lushan away?" Yu Xing narrowed his eyes, and after a long pause, said, "With the white-shirt Ghost dead, the other ghosts can no longer confirm their identities. And by betraying Lushan, Sheng Wan had the best opportunity to escape, because once the ghosts found a living servant, their vigilance would decrease. Thinking about it that way, Sheng Wan is quite formidable..."

Zhao Yijiu twitched his finger, lowered his head, and said in a muffled voice, "Treating the enemy this way is understandable, but treating one's own teammates is utterly heinous."

Yu Xing was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "Yes, yes, utterly wicked."

"I'm serious. Can you really accept someone who would secretly kill their teammates?" Zhao Yijiu couldn't quite describe her feelings, but she felt a bit angry.

Yu Xing crossed her legs, seemingly oblivious to Zhao Yijiu's emotions, and said in a normal tone, "Of course not. If anyone were to try anything like that on me, I would make them regret ever being alive. But..."

"Brother Jiu, we're teammates now. How can you be so sure I won't treat you the way Sheng Wan treated Lushan?" His eyes crinkled with laughter behind his mask. "After all... I'm not exactly a saint either~"

Zhao Yijiu suddenly looked up and stared coldly into his eyes.

Yu Xing smiled and looked back, wanting to hear Zhao Yijiu's thoughts.

He wanted to take this opportunity to teach Zhao Yijiu not to trust temporary teammates she didn't know well in future simulations.

Although Zhao Yijiu has a cold personality, Yu Xing can always catch a trace of kindness towards others in Zhao Yijiu's words and actions. For example, when they first met, Zhao Yijiu took good care of "the timid Yu Xing".

Of course, good intentions are good; in the souls of the predictors, good intentions are precisely the most important thing supporting the stability of their personalities.

If you don't know how to control it, you'll definitely suffer.

The outcome of the abandoned factory incident was obvious: the real Yu Xing was completely at odds with his outward personality. It has to be said that Zhao Yijiu's good intentions were misplaced. If Yu Xing hadn't saved him then, he would have died because he gave the battery to Yu Xing.

Since I promised Zhao Mou I would take Zhao Yijiu, I have to teach him everything I need to.

However, a few seconds later, Zhao Yijiu's gaze softened suddenly, changing from cold and gloomy.

"You won't, I just know that."