Zhou Yusheng seemed unaffected by the downpour, but Wang Qian was an old man, and he couldn't keep up.
Wang Qian struggled along the path. I couldn't help feeling sorry for him, but when I saw the guide beside him, I hesitated.
The guide was clearly trying to destroy Crying Grave Ridge, and that had to be connected to the Zhou family and the City God Temple.
I didn't know much about the City God Temple. From the little I did know, I could infer that although the Zhou family's City God was gone and the family had been nearly wiped out, Crying Grave Ridge still remained. The Zhou family's ghosts could even cause such a commotion, so the City God's influence must still linger in Huixiang.
The guide's actions were an attempt to claim territory and rule the mountain himself. It wouldn't be strange if that put him at odds with the Zhou family's City God.
That other space might have played a part, too.
The three-way balance had been broken by me, an outsider, and everything had fallen out of balance. The Zhou family's ghosts wanted to welcome their young master home, while the guide wanted to take the opportunity to wipe out the Zhou family for good.
I glanced at Zhou Yusheng and Wang Qian.
The guide must have spent a long time planning this move, setting it up and keeping it hidden. He'd only dared to act once the other space was gone.
Since this was a plot the guide had schemed over for a long time, I should do everything in my power to ruin it, as his opponent. But my real goal was to find Chen Xiao Qiu and the others. I wasn't all that concerned about what happened to Huixiang's ghostly factions, or