This was a private mansion in the suburbs of Z City.
It was secluded, far from the city center. No one knew which wealthy person had used it as a vacation home, but some time ago, the private mansion had changed owners.
The new owner was Luo Suyī.
On the surface, he was a rich second-generation heir who did nothing all day and loafed around. In truth, he was a member of the Supernatural Forum, a Ghost Tamer exposed to all kinds of supernatural incidents ordinary people could never imagine.
Still, as one of the Ghost Tamers with a very low survival rate, Luo Suyī had some self-awareness.
He had not chosen to fight alone. Instead, he had made several friends of the same kind. That way, no matter what happened, acting together would greatly improve their chances of survival.
But Luo Suyī, who had only been in Z City for a little over ten days, planned to leave tonight.
"Pack up. We can't stay in Z City any longer. We need to leave," Luo Suyī said hurriedly as he returned to the living room after finishing a call.
There were not many people in the living room: a middle-aged man and a young woman who looked to be around twenty.
They were Luo Suyī's friends and companions.
Huang Fei was watching TV on his phone. He looked up in surprise. "What? We're leaving now? It's the middle of the night. I was just about to sleep. What could be so urgent? Can't it wait until tomorrow?"
"I want to wait until tomorrow too, but there's no time. The situation in Z City has worsened. According to the information I received, Ghost-faced Tong Qian seems to have been rescued from the Caesar Hotel by Yang Jian. But worse still, the