The world of Mysterious Revival.
Liu Erlong grabbed Zhu Zhuqing, who was still standing beside her in a daze, her palm slick with cold sweat.
"We'll join. We'll follow your arrangements for every operation."
Liu Erlong looked into Ning Rongrong's lifeless eyes.
Ning Rongrong nodded slightly, while Yu Tianheng stood where he was, his expression grim.
"Even if we form an alliance, there's a fatal logical loop we can't get around," Yu Tianheng said hoarsely.
"I'm still bound by the Ghost Cabinet's cursed transactions. Those inescapable death countdowns are still ticking."
"If I don't fulfill them, how do you intend to deal with supernatural attacks that can strike across any distance?"
Ning Rongrong did not look at him. Instead, she turned her gaze to Fang Shiming.
"Fang Shiming, use your Ghost Scissors to sever the medium carrying this curse."
The moment she said that-
Fang Shiming's pupils abruptly contracted, and the ghost domain around him surged violently, almost beyond his control.
The Ghost Scissors were one of his trump cards.
No one should have known about this supernatural item capable of severing supernatural connections.
How could this woman possess such precise knowledge of even his deepest secrets?
"I already explained my ability," Ning Rongrong said flatly.
Fang Shiming stared hard at Ning Rongrong, frantically weighing the pros and cons.
This foresight, which seemingly left no blind spots, did ease some of his suspicions about her.
If she really could eliminate gaps in their knowledge, her value as an ally would be immeasurable.
"As you wish."
With a cold expression, Fang Shiming drew an antique-looking pair of scissors from inside his trench coat.
His ghost domain contracted.
He walked toward Ning Rongrong and, without hesitation, snipped through several thin black threads hanging in the air, invisible to ordinary people.
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