"Rest assured, everything is under control." Chen Ge stood up and stretched his body. Comparing his state to the other passengers, it was easy to see just how superior Chen Ge's physical fitness truly was.
"This inn belongs to someone else's territory; that Headless Female Ghost doesn't dare to enter for the time being." Chen Ge stroked the White Cat's belly. The little creature had been so frightened that it had forgotten even to resist.
"Wait a second, that sentence of yours carries a lot of information! What do you mean by 'someone else's territory'? Does that mean there's another ghost like her living in this inn?!" The Drunkard realized he had grown a lot tonight; even his brain felt sharper.
"You could put it that way, but don't worry, that ghost is still in a deep slumber and won't be waking up anytime soon." Chen Ge walked toward the interior of the inn, leaving the passengers stunned in their tracks.
"He actually admitted it? There really is a ghost! Fighting poison with poison? Is he that ruthless?" The Drunkard looked at the Doctor and Scissors. "Hey, say something, you two! There's a ghost right outside the door, that's a real ghost!"
"Quiet down. So what if it's a ghost?" Scissors swatted the Drunkard's hand away, his tone icy. "If they provoke me, I'll kill even a ghost to show you."
Among the group, only the Doctor remained relatively calm. "Didn't you notice that he kept using the word 'temporarily'? That means the ghost outside might come in later, and the slumbering ghost might also wake up. We might have to face two specters at the same time."
"What are you implying?" The Drunkard felt the Doctor was the most composed and reliable of the group, and he tried to