"The people inside Peace Hotel are evacuating. They're leaving."
Yang Jian saw this scene, and Liu Qi and the others saw it too. Through the windows, they could clearly see the dense crowd outside scattering in all directions.
The ghost seemed to have abandoned its plan to fill the hotel with sheer numbers. It was unclear whether it intended to use some other method, or whether Yang Jian had broken that tactic and it no longer intended to repeat itself.
But that was not a bad thing.
If the ghost did not intend to make use of ordinary people, Yang Jian would have one less concern.
"After the restart just now, the ghost knows all about our previous plan. I wonder how it'll appear before us this time," Liu Qi said.
"This class reunion is really something. A whole group of us has gathered together to fight a ghost nonstop."
Wang Shanshan shook her head slightly. "No matter what, we still need to resolve this as soon as possible. We can't afford to drag this out for too long."
"Brother Leg signaled me earlier, so I didn't get a chance to make a move. Don't worry. This time, I, Awei, will definitely deal with this thing. I'm not trying to prove how amazing I am—I just want to chop that thing with an axe." Zhang Wei was fired up again. Stroking the axe in his hand, he looked for a chance to strike.
"Just don't make trouble," Miao Xiaoshan said with clear disbelief.
"No, the ghost has withdrawn everyone, but it left one person behind. That person is coming toward us." Yang Jian, who had been watching the movements at Peace Hotel, spotted something unusual.
One person was acting differently from the rest. Rather than leaving with the majority, he