"What if you count me?"
Yan Xiao's voice was as cold as his scalpel.
Seeing him emerge, Qin Manjiang immediately took the finger from his pocket and threw it away.
"We can't withstand a ghost's power," Qin Manjiang said as he walked toward her. "But if you really had a Vengeful Ghost backing you, as you said, you wouldn't have chosen to play dead."
"The fact that you did can only prove that you don't have much of the Vengeful Ghost's power. And not only can you suffer physical harm, but your exposure will also have a tremendous impact on the Vengeful Ghost."
"For example... if we killed you, would the consciousness it placed in you be erased along with you?"
There was no shortage of menace in Qin Manjiang's words.
But just then, Yan Xiao's expression changed. "They're coming."
They?
Qin Manjiang glanced at Chen Yu. Did he mean those half-human, half-pig monsters Chen Yu had mentioned while posing as Swimming Fish?
Apparently, they were extremely fast. With this woman in tow, there was no way they could escape now.
"Come on. Over there."
Yan Xiao reacted quickly too. His gaze swept their surroundings, and he soon found a low hollow.
Holding his scalpel to Chen Yu's neck, he pushed her along, and the three lay down in the hollow. The little rise in front was just high enough to conceal them.
"It's no use. They have a keen sense of smell," Chen Yu said calmly.
She had no choice. Her allegiance had been fixed on the ghosts' side from the start. To survive, she could only do this.
"Except in the fog," Yan Xiao said, glancing at her. "Right?"
Chen Yu said nothing more. Yan Xiao knew more than she had imagined, and she had not underestimated him.