"": 200,
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"": "Luo Bin's pupils contracted slightly, and his heart gave another violent thump.
He lowered his head and looked at his wrist.
One of Xie Qing's hands was gripping it.
And his own palm had silently settled on the hilt of a knife.
Cold sweat poured off him, almost soaking his clothes.
Then Luo Bin slowly released his grip, but his heartbeat still seemed to falter, missing half a beat. It felt deeply uncomfortable.
Xie Qing's expression barely changed. "Just as I thought. He feels he's being interfered with."
"There were indeed two reasons for leaving this Talisman Inkstone behind. One was so someone would take it. Their sect must have some unique abilities."
"The other, I think, was as a fallback."
"Back then, this man knew his journey would be dangerous, but some compelling reason made it necessary for him to go."
"This must be their sect's most important possession."
"If he died, this remaining wisp of soul would be a ghost. The ghost would probably use their symbiosis as an opportunity to seize the body, or possess it."
"If he didn't die, it would guide and take control, ultimately saving him."
Xie Qing's explanation offered an entirely different perspective. It was like a single remark waking someone from a dream.
"So if I don't resist him, he'll lead me to him?"
A flicker of apprehension crossed Luo Bin's eyes.
"Payment?"
"He knew Chen Zu would definitely give the Inkstone to someone. Whether he became a ghost or was trapped, once the Inkstone reached a new owner, that person would be influenced by him. So the Inkstone counts as his payment?" Zhang Yunxi looked thoughtful.
Xie Qing nodded. "More or less. This definitely needs to be resolved."
"Whether he's become a ghost or all that