The others in the house silently watched them as well.
Their eyes were cold, even a little frightening.
Clearly, the person they had unanimously decided was the ghost was the one who had not been invited to join this discussion.
Lu Mi said her name softly:
"Zhao Huai."
Amid Tang Niantao's incredulous "WTF," Xu Zhi released his grip on Lu Mi, satisfied.
"I'm glad we agree."
"Then, as Hu Pu requested, once the fifth group finishes feeding the dog at ten today, we'll hand the ghost over to her."
"By then, it'll pretty much be time to vote in this round of the Human-Ghost Showdown."
Lu Mi murmured his assent and met Tang Niantao's stunned gaze.
"You really-no, Lu Mi, what are you thinking?"
"How could Zhao Huai possibly be the real ghost? Even if she fed the dog biscuits, she could have been forced to. The dog can talk now, can't it?"
"She's innocent. She's acting strangely because she blames herself for Lu Dalu's death!"
Lu Mi looked intently at her and shook his head.
Stop talking.
"...Fine, Lu Mi. I never thought you were this kind of person."
Tang Niantao turned and headed up the stairs.
Under the instance's influence, even walking had become difficult for them, and she nearly fell while climbing the stairs.
Lu Mi hurried after her to help, but she shoved him away. "Get lost!"
Lu Mi lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs, gasping in pain.
Xu Zhi smiled. "Lu Mi, you're a sensible man. Don't do anything stupid."
Lu Mi struggled to his feet. A loud bang came from upstairs-Tang Niantao had slammed her door.
They had agreed to leave their bedroom doors ajar in case their hands became too stiff to turn the handles.
If a ghost came knocking, the