When Zhou Yan charged into the Police Station, he saw the female ghost rushing toward the main hall.
He hurriedly kicked apart the Sophora Wood that had been secretly placed beside the door. At once, the crude Cloud-Breaking Array swiftly dissipated, and the Police Station was once again enveloped by the nation's fortune and official aura.
"Ah..."
The female ghost let out a piercing scream. Scorch marks even began appearing on her body, as if an invisible flame were constantly burning her.
Zhou Yan knew this was the power of the nation's fortune and official aura. To an evil spirit like the female ghost, it was like the sun.
But what shocked him was that after being injured, the female ghost didn't choose to leave the Police Station.
Instead, she continued charging toward the main hall, madness in her eyes as she threw caution to the wind.
"What a powerful obsession!"
Zhou Yan's expression shifted, and he felt a slight chill in his heart.
He realized he had still underestimated the female ghost—not only her obsession, but also her strength.
By the time Zhou Yan rushed inside, he saw the female ghost holding someone. She ignored everyone else.
Once he got a clear look at the person, he felt a little relieved.
It wasn't Ma Yan, nor was it Police Chief Ma.
The others in the Police Station were badly frightened. When they saw Zhou Yan enter with the Peach Wood Sword in hand, they all hurried behind him.
"Who is he?"
Zhou Yan asked in a low voice.
Ma Yan and Police Chief Ma stood on either side of Zhou Yan and answered at the same time.
"Detective Murong."
"Murong Qi."
The female ghost was still holding Murong Qi, but she didn't kill him right away. Instead, a lovestruck