Once Jian Ran finished speaking, everyone's eyes focused on his face.
The atmosphere in the livestream instantly froze. A fan typed, [Here it comes, here it comes! The good part is about to start. I just love watching Jian Ran show off and be a badass.]
"Jian Ran, explain what you mean," Wang Pangzi said, forcing a smile. "You can't expect us to believe you with no context."
Jian Ran crouched, holding a twig he had produced from somewhere, and doodled idly in the dirt. "Would you believe me if I explained this sort of thing?"
Wang Pangzi didn't rush to answer. He first glanced at Divine Calculator Fu Haidong, whose eyes rolled slightly upward as his fingers moved nonstop. Only after a long while did he say, "Director Wang, why don't we wait an hour? We can familiarize ourselves with the map while we're at it."
"All right." Wang Pangzi finally relented. He gave Jian Ran a meaningful look, then turned to whisper something to several crew members.
Jian Ran was bored out of his mind when a deep voice sounded beside his ear. "Is the yin energy too strong right now?"
"Yeah, the evil ghosts haven't dispersed yet." Jian Ran nodded. "There are a lot of evil ghosts in there."
He swept his gaze around. "Who knows whether this lot can handle them."
"Also..."
"Also what?" Lu Yanting asked.
"That old man has followed us here." Jian Ran's expression grew grave for a moment. "I have a feeling this will be a tough battle."
This grudge would probably have to be settled here once and for all.
While the two whispered together, Fu Haidong was looking their way. He quickly turned his head and said quietly, "I feel there's something extraordinary about that man. He could spot the