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"": "The paper-thin opera performer inside the room stopped moving and glided gracefully to the door.
She was a person, yet she looked like a sheet of paper.
She looked utterly lifelike, yet she had no trace of vitality, only the oppressive stillness of death.
Those two qualities mingled together, making her presence even more suffocating.
"She won't let us leave. Lu Li used her to torment Chen Zu's family. That's why she only sang opera."
"She's going to kill us!"
"Mr. Luo, strike her down!"
Zhang Yunxi shouted coldly, utterly decisive!
Luo Bin drew the Five Thunder Pestle and strode straight toward the performer!
The Red Cord snapped!
To deal with a ghost...
To strike first and seize the advantage, the Red Cord would inevitably have to break.
Zhang Yunxi's decision meant it was necessary!
"You lied to me..."
"You could have told me the truth..."
Chen Zu spoke in a trembling voice.
"Well..." Hu Jin choked on his words. "I was trying to..."
Luo Bin raised the Five Thunder Pestle and quickened his pace!
Just then, the paper-thin performer covered her mouth and giggled.
Her thin laughter sounded even hollower, sending chills through their hearts.
At the door of the Main Hall, Chen Zu's wife and children suddenly moved in unison!
They stood on tiptoe, seeming to float forward. Their movements looked slow, but they were astonishingly fast!
Black vapor poured from their bodies, carrying an overwhelming resentment!
They reached out together, their ferocious expressions making it clear they meant to tear Luo Bin apart!
"Mr. Luo! Don't strike!"
Chen Zu shouted, "Go around them! Their minds are already damaged, and their souls are unstable. One blow from you will scatter their souls and turn them into wandering ghosts!"
Luo Bin frowned and abruptly