Huang Junhao's face burned as though someone had slapped him hard.
Before this, he would never have believed any talk of ghosts, but what he had just witnessed had completely overturned his worldview.
He had never imagined that ghosts really existed in this world. Worse still, one of those very ghosts had been clinging to him.
Taking a deep breath, Huang Junhao bent slightly and lowered his head apologetically to Jun Wangchen. "Mr. Chen, I was ignorant about this matter. Please don't take offense. Hearing about something so mysterious all of a sudden, when I'd never seen anything like it before, was honestly hard to believe. That was why I..."
"It's only human nature. There's no need to apologize, Young Master Huang." Jun Wangchen waved a hand, unbothered.
"However, I should tell you that the ghost attached to you only appeared in the last few days. In other words, there's a very strong chance someone put it there."
Huang Junhao froze, his gaze instantly sharpening.
Despite his outward appearance of an idle young man who wandered about doing nothing, he actually saw further and more clearly than most.
Otherwise, how could Exalted Emperor TV have carved out a place for itself in today's fiercely competitive livestreaming industry?
A strong chance someone had put it there—wasn't that as good as saying someone had secretly attacked him?
At that thought, a fierce glint flashed through Huang Junhao's eyes. "Mr. Chen, do you know who it was?" he asked gravely.
"I don't. This ghost was very weak, and its memory only lasted seven seconds. I couldn't extract any information from it." Jun Wangchen shook his head, indicating that there was nothing he could do.
Despite saying that, he already had a few clues. When he had pulled the ghost out of Huang Junhao,