The moment I saw the grim reaper, I understood what was happening.
I'd never expected the underworld to open an office at the police station. But it had, and the station happened to be in Yangshan District, which had been "quarantined." No one could leave—not humans, and not ghosts.
The ghosts who had died and found their way here had nowhere else to go. They'd risen up and killed the grim reapers stationed here. It was unexpected, but somehow it made sense.
The words I'd blurted out seemed to have enraged the ghosts.
I felt the yin energy stirring and saw wisps of it gathering around me.
The hallway was so wide that the ghosts could easily surround me. Even if it had been narrow, they could have passed through the walls and attacked me from all sides.
I immediately wanted to run.
I turned as I backed away, felt yin energy rush at my back, then twisted and grabbed the ghost lunging at me.
My ability unleashed like a dam bursting, a flood pouring out.
The ghost's existence vanished at once.
The yin energy froze, motionless.
My actions seemed to have intimidated the ghosts.
I let out a breath and watched the way ahead carefully.
Tap, tap...
The sound of a cane rang out again.
I heard footsteps.
Someone was coming!
"Don't come any closer!" I tensed and shouted toward the entrance.
My shout didn't stop the people outside. Quite a few of them came in, chattering noisily, with flashlights in hand. Their voices were full of impatience, confusion, and bewilderment. Some might even have been there just to see what was going on, asking questions loudly and excitedly.
Tap, tap...
The cane's sound passed right by me.
A gust of cold wind swept past my side.
The lights