Zhao Xun preferred to turn the tables on the Murderer Ghost and kill him when he launched a sneak attack.
Finding the painting did not necessarily mean finding the ghost, which meant there was no guarantee they could kill him.
That was precisely why he had suggested splitting up.
They would deliberately leave an opening, making the Murderer Ghost think he had a chance and drawing him out.
That was the way to ensure they could kill the ghost.
Searching for the painting was merely a backup plan.
"I think it's a good idea." The Taoist glanced at Afro. "Aside from you, every player either has a weapon that can kill ghosts or a special ability that can do it. Even if we split up, we'll still be able to put up a fight."
Afro scratched his cheek awkwardly.
That made it sound as though he had been coasting along the entire time.
"I don't object to splitting up, but we'd better not act alone. If the Murderer Ghost does appear, we'll be able to support each other immediately," the Monk said.
"Wait, he says he's a veteran player, and you all just believe him?" The Father raised his voice. "What if he's lying?"
"Are you out of your mind?" Afro immediately snapped back. "What would he gain by lying to us?"
"Exactly," the Gray-Haired Man agreed. "People need a reason to lie, don't they? What would he gain by pretending to be a veteran player and telling us no other players have played this game before?"
"Obviously, he could get all the points for the remaining ghosts himself!" the Father said as though it were self-evident.
"That makes me think your head is full of straw." Zhao Xun was not angry at all. Instead, he laughed as though he