"Don't touch the belt."
Yu Xiaogang gripped Tang San's shoulder and pushed the silver needle back into the porcelain vial with his other hand.
Tang San looked down at the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridge. The stones set into the belt were still faintly warm. "Teacher, it's never done this before."
Flender stepped closer. "Xiao Gang, have you figured it out?"
Yu Xiaogang did not answer immediately. He brought the vial near Tang San's waist. The warmth in the stones faded at once, then returned when he drew it away.
"The belt isn't the problem. Residual poison on this needle is reacting with something inside it."
Oscar folded his arms and edged back. "There isn't something belonging to an Evil Soul Master in there too, is there?"
Ma Hongjun covered his swollen face. "Oscar, don't scare me. I've had enough bad luck tonight."
Xiao Wu glared at him. "So you know you were unlucky? Who told you to run off?"
Ma Hongjun protested, "Bu Le ambushed me."
Dai Mubai sneered. "You chased a woman into an alley, and you call that an ambush?"
"Boss Dai, you can't say that. I have my dignity."
"Your dignity was lying facedown beside a muddy puddle just now."
Ma Hongjun choked on his reply, his expression nearly twisting the ointment on his face out of place.
Tang San ignored their bickering and pressed a hand to his belt. "Teacher, should I take out what's inside?"
Yu Xiaogang shook his head. "No. Your Soul Power is unstable right now. Don't tamper with a Soul Tool's inner space."
Flender pushed up his glasses. "Then should we seal it for now?"
Yu Xiaogang looked at him. "Give me the needle. Xiao San can keep wearing the belt as usual. If any evil energy remains, keeping it with me might