Within the pitch-black residence, a red lantern drifted over, radiating a scarlet glow. Strangely, its light seemed sealed within the lantern, unable to illuminate the surroundings at all.
The lantern floated to the entrance and stopped before Zhang Yuanqing. Only a threshold separated him from the red lantern.
Zhang Yuanqing could clearly sense that beyond the threshold was a ghost—a shrill, sinister ghost. Yet no matter how hard he stared, he could not make out what the ghost in the darkness looked like.
He silently summoned Lunar Power, ready to use Spirit Devour at any moment.
Night Wanderers were naturally suppressive toward spirit bodies, provided the spirit body's level did not exceed their own.
A hand reached out from the darkness. Zhang Yuanqing looked by the faint red light and saw that it was a bluish-black hand, its nails dark and eerie.
The ghostly hand held a stack of name cards with red covers, seemingly asking Zhang Yuanqing to accept them.
Zhang Yuanqing did not take them, and the ghostly hand continued holding them out. The two sides remained deadlocked, as though neither was willing to back down.
After a long while, Xi Shi's trembling voice quietly reminded him, "Wang Tai?"
Seeing Wang Tai standing motionless, she feared that this man had unknowingly triggered some danger and already met his death.
Sigh, whether he reached out or held back, he was getting cut anyway. Zhang Yuanqing helplessly accepted the name cards. The bluish-black ghost hand immediately withdrew, and then the red lantern drifted away, returning to the depths of the residence.
Zhang Yuanqing stepped down and returned to his teammates, raising the name cards in his hand.
"There are five in total. They seem to be for us."
He distributed the name cards to his teammates one by one. They