"Alright, we trust Elder Zhang's character."
The man finished the last bit of rice in his bowl, slapped the table, and stood up, saying, "Brothers, I'm full now, so I'll head back to the mansion to gather the Ghost General and Ghost Soldiers to search for the person."
He was truly swift and decisive, leaving as soon as he spoke.
The others followed suit, losing any interest in staying for the meal.
They bid farewell to Zhou Bingsheng, and soon the lively guest hall fell silent.
Zhou Bingsheng said to Elder Zhang and Tian Lin:
"I rarely meddle in affairs, so I don't have any ghostly troops at my disposal. However, I do have my own methods. Once night falls, I can summon roaming souls to run errands for me."
Tian Lin and the others had already spent some time feasting and drinking, and now it wasn't long until nightfall.
Soon, as the sky darkened completely, Zhou Bingsheng stepped out of the mansion.
