Three sports cars set off one after another, following the country road toward Dachang City.
There had been five of them when they arrived.
But only three remained on the way back.
Less than a day had passed.
No, to be precise, less than an hour had passed from encountering the ghost to leaving.
They were probably the fastest Ghost Tamers to ever retreat in defeat.
"Zhang Yiming, isn't it a little wrong for us to just leave like this?" Zhang Han asked hesitantly over the car comms.
Ye Jun, driving in front, sneered. "Then go back and save him. I've disliked Yang Jian for a long time, but under those special circumstances, I had to swallow my anger and not stoop to that brat's level. You saw how terrifying that ghost was. We hadn't even seen its face before two people died. And the ghosts inside He Sheng and Ouyang Tian have vanished too."
"How many ghosts do you think there are in Huanggang Village now? Go on, count them for me."
"That's not what I mean," Zhang Han said. "I mean, he seems to have discovered something. Yang Jian may be arrogant, but he isn't brainless. He dared to fire a gun at the club, and when the ghost appeared, he was the first to rush forward. That shows he has guts. And after entering the village, he even drew a map. Clearly, he's got a good head on his shoulders too."
"Why would someone like that willingly stay behind in that haunted village and risk his life?"
"What are you trying to say?" Zhang Yiming asked as he drove and smoked.
"Maybe he already has some kind of plan. If he really manages to resolve the supernatural incident in Huanggang Village, I think we'll regret leaving today,"