"Is Wu Liang creating such a thick fog to free my vision?"
"The ones wrapped are all infected, probably to keep them from lunging at me."
"It seemed like there was a loud noise earlier, all the glass around shattered. Why did such a change happen suddenly? In the city, it should only be Wu Liang and me who are still moving."
"Could it be that Wu Liang encountered the Fierce Ghost's main body?"
"The mist hasn't cleared up; likely, the main body escaped from him, what a pity..."
He Zhan kept moving towards parts of Shangluo's streets with stronger supernatural infection. Each time the Puppet Ghost appeared on the ground to write down intelligence or when there were other movements in the mist, he was deducing what had happened.
Truth be told, everything that happened was pretty much as He Zhan had guessed.
And he had a premonition: if Wu Liang really encountered the Fierce Ghost's main body and it managed to escape…
