My gaze pierced through layer upon layer of ceilings, and I saw the yin energy hanging overhead.
After estimating the distance, I figured the ghost was on the eighth or ninth floor.
I glanced at Mu Ai, wanting to get her out of the building first. She wasn't a ghost anymore, but a living child. If she was attacked again, she could be hurt—or killed.
There were traces of ghosts moving around downstairs, but not many, and they all wore the courier ghost's chains, making them easy to kill. Once I dealt with them and got Mu Ai out, I could hand her over to any passerby. Or I could simply call the police and safely leave her with officers like Chen Yihan.
Mu Ai seemed to see right through me. She immediately clung to my leg and shouted, "I'm not leaving! Dad was going to—Dad was going to send me back to my room, and then..." Her eyes reddened. She moved both hands to my waist and gripped my belt tightly, her stubborn expression making it look as though she meant to hang herself from me.
I sighed and couldn't help laughing. "All right. But it might get dangerous from here on."
"It's okay. I'm not scared." Mu Ai relaxed. "I'm not scared. I've seen... those ghosts. There's nothing to be afraid of." It was as though she were trying to encourage herself. She repeated it twice, her expression firm, then covered her chest with one hand. "Mom and the others are all in here. They'll protect me."
I watched Mu Ai's gesture, thoughtful.
"Mu Ai, what can you see when you look at me?" I asked.
Mu Ai looked up at me. After a moment, she shook her head. "Big Brother doesn't have any... Maybe it's because Big