Cao Yang, at this moment, was carrying a body bag and walking towards the eerie figure, intending to deliver the not entirely intact ghost inside. He was unsure whether this strange person in front of him would accept the goods.
"If something unexpected happens, I'll have to team up with Yang Jian to confront this thing," he thought, glancing slightly behind him.
Not far away, Yang Jian was already poised to act.
There was no need for Cao Yang to remind him; Yang Jian would strike when the opportunity was right, and with ruthless precision.
"Lucky that Yang Jian came this time, otherwise I wouldn't have the confidence to engage in this false trade with the ghost," Cao Yang thought to himself, taking a deep breath and stopping in his tracks.
He was only three meters away from the eerie figure carrying the wooden crate.
The strange person also came to a halt.
It didn't attack Cao Yang.
