"What is it?" Ghost Hand exclaimed excitedly, his entire body trembling with excitement, visible even under the broad camouflage suit. His tiger-like eyes widened, bright as stars beyond the ninth heavens, fixed intently on Luo Zheng, full of anticipation and desire. The hand gripping the steel gun turned pale due to emotion, looking somewhat strange under the moonlight.
Luo Zheng grabbed Ghost Hand's wrist and said worriedly, "Don't get too excited, be careful not to misfire, or everything's over. Take a deep breath and calm down."
"Okay." Ghost Hand nodded, taking deep breaths, forcing himself to calm down. After a while, he exhaled the foul air from his chest, gradually regaining composure, and said with an awkward smile, "I was overly anxious. So, what's your plan? My concern has clouded my judgment; my brain isn't functioning well anymore."
