The ringing inside Ping An Hotel immediately alerted people on every floor.
Although there were not many guests staying there—in fact, the hotel staff far outnumbered the guests—every guest had an extraordinary identity and deserved to be treated seriously and cautiously.
But when there were many people, incidents were unavoidable.
Especially when all of them were extremely dangerous and unstable special individuals.
At that moment.
On one of the hotel's floors.
The area had been cordoned off by security personnel. Several injured people lay sprawled across the dim corridor, blood flowing from their wounds and gradually staining the surrounding floor red. Painful groans and faint wails echoed through the area.
Yet no one dared set foot on that floor lightly in the face of those severely injured people.
The bloody drag marks left across the floor proved to everyone else that someone on that floor did not want anyone approaching.
"Who the hell is making trouble in the middle of the night? It's so noisy I can't sleep at all. Damn it, can't they keep it down?"
"Heh, maybe someone else has gone insane. They're about to suffer a ghost revival, so a mental breakdown isn't surprising."
"Losing your mind here? That's practically suicide. Do they even know where they are? This is J City. Who knows how many Ghost Tamers are here? Headquarters can just send someone over and settle this. At this point, it's no different from throwing away a life for nothing."
"Who started this mess? Does any of you know?"
In the restaurant on a nearby floor, more than a dozen Ghost Tamers from various places had gathered. With the hotel in such an uproar, they could not rest peacefully, so the hotel had arranged for them to gather together to make them easier to manage.