"Th... Th..." I stared at the boy, who looked familiar, and thought hard for a moment before I remembered his name. "Tang Yu."
He had been Ye Qing's childhood playmate. He'd been sucked into an entrance to an alternate space and had disappeared without a trace.
The boy whose face was blurred must have been Ye Qing.
The courier ghost had sent this to Ye Qing... Was it a provocation? Or an attempt to win him over?
If Tang Yu had survived in the future world, then some Ghost King must have taken control of him. That was inevitable. The only question was when those Ghost Kings would discover Tang Yu's identity and his connection to Ye Qing.
I thought for a moment, then turned and started searching through the office.
The files were gone, as were the boxes containing Wu Ling and the others' belongings, but some stationery and expired household supplies still remained in the office.
I rummaged through everything for a long time and did find some courier envelopes, but not one of them belonged to the courier ghost.
I glanced at the photograph in my hand.
This might be the first one.
I immediately thought of that ghost in ancient clothing.
Could the information have leaked from there?
Ye Qing had allied with some Ghost King. While trying to change the whole world, he might also have wanted to find his missing childhood friend.
That could have been how the information leaked.
Had the courier ghost sent this on behalf of the ghost in ancient clothing to help Ye Qing? Or to threaten him? To negotiate terms with him?
I couldn't quite figure out the situation.
I looked up and saw the abstract painting restored once again. Suddenly, I realized there was no point in dwelling