"Ghostly Villa?" Hidden in the shadows, Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. Old Knife Handle had gotten away before, and he had thought the trail to Ghostly Villa had gone cold. Never had he expected to find a lead here again. Just when all seemed lost, a new path opened up.
The three people in the cell were equally baffled. Hua Yue asked, "What Ghostly Villa?"
The man in black replied, "Ghostly Villa. As the name suggests, everyone inside is a ghost. No matter how grave your crimes outside may have been, once you enter Ghostly Villa, you will receive a new identity. All your old debts and grudges will naturally be wiped clean."
Zhang Xing sneered. "That's quite a claim. We committed capital crimes. The court wants our heads. Can you really protect us?"
The man in black said proudly, "Of course we can. In this world, there is no one Ghostly Villa cannot protect. As long as you agree, I guarantee you will remain safe and sound."
"What? You are already certain to die. Even if we take ten thousand steps back and this turns out to be a scam, you have nothing to lose. But if it is real, you can escape with your lives. I don't know what you are still hesitating over." Seeing the three exchange glances, the man in black had no idea Song Qingshu had visited earlier. The three before him simply did not want anything to do with Ghostly Villa.
"We..." Zhang Xing was about to refuse, but Yang Mingsu was steadier. She hurriedly cut him off. "What you say is too unbelievable. We need to think it over."
The man in black frowned. "What is there to consider?"
Hua Yue played along as well. "We know there is no such thing