On the desolate road outside the city, the night wind carried a trace of indescribable chill.
Red Ning stood quietly in place, her blood-red hair writhing faintly and eerily in the wind.
After Fang Shiming's black sedan had disappeared completely.
Yu Tianheng stood a few steps behind her, his expression shifting uncertainly.
Beside him stood Zhu Zhuqing and Liu Erlong, both still tense.
"You just let him leave?" Yu Tianheng finally could not help asking.
"What are you going to do next? Aren't you cooperating with Fang Shiming anymore? We only just formed an alliance with him. If we split up now, what happens if we encounter supernatural events?"
Red Ning slowly turned around, her deathly pale face betraying no emotion.
"Our cooperation was only temporary." Red Ning's voice was as flat as though she were stating an established formula.
"Fang Shiming is far too ambitious. Someone like him can't be controlled. Sooner or later, that will lead to a fatal problem."
Yu Tianheng's brows knitted tightly. "Then why did you give him the Starvation Ghost...?"
"His only use now is as bait to draw the attention of the Paranormal Forum and Headquarters."
Red Ning cut Yu Tianheng off. "That man named Lin Cheng is too dangerous. I need Fang Shiming to stir up these troubled waters and give me more time and room to maneuver."
Red Ning swept her gaze over the three people before her, her tone icy.
"Our foundation is too weak right now."
"In this world, any top-tier force could crush us more easily than an ant."
"I'm going to secure a chance of survival for Soul Masters and establish a force that truly belongs to us."
She turned her head and pointed northwest. "Yu Tianheng, take those two and set out for Dajiang City in