It was something inside Wang Fugui's door!
At the thought, Yao Shunyu couldn't help getting excited. Whatever had rescued them under those circumstances had to be more than an ordinary ghost.
Besides, Jiang Cheng had told him that Yu Chengmu and the others had been slapped to death one by one by something inside Wang Fugui's door. He wasn't sure he could trust Jiang Cheng's character, but he was certain Wang Fugui wouldn't lie. Something capable of that had to be a powerful supernatural being.
Strangely, though, he didn't feel the joy of having struck treasure. Instead, a sense of loss crept into his heart, and he suddenly found himself envying a man named Jiang Cheng.
"To have someone like Wang Fugui by your side in the Nightmare World... I can't help feeling jealous."
He could tell that the two had an excellent relationship. One specialized in schemes, the other in open tactics. They worked together and relied on each other, supporting one another along a perilous road with no clear way forward and absolutely no way back. They were like a beam of light, gradually seeping through the cracks and extending farther and farther, until at last... they would split this dark world apart.
"Heh, I think you two have rested enough. Time is short, so let's get moving."
Yuan Shanyuan put on a benevolent smile, but his gaze swept casually over Wang Fugui and Yao Shunyu. There was no need to ask; he was looking for the mirror that could suppress ghosts.
"Elder Yuan, there's no need to look. The mirror was lost in that stretch of Bewildering Road. The only way to retrieve it is to go back in."
Yao Shunyu was perfectly frank about it. His face was a pitiful sight now: one ear was gone,