Li Huowang's earlier suspicions were spot on—there was never any ghost stealing people's lifelines. Faced with the rumors spread by the Sitting Oblivion Path, this beggar from the Astrological Bureau had chosen a method completely different from Li Huowang's.
"Was it necessary? Did you really have to put on such a convincing act?" Li Huowang pointed to the nearby corpses murdered by the unibrowed man.
"This was a trap set by the Sitting Oblivion Path—how could we get by without a good performance? Do you think people will believe us just because we say a few words? Besides, I watched when it happened. The ones who died were all ordinary folk."
Li Huowang felt a chill creep into his heart at these words. Why could the man say such things so calmly? Was everyone in the Astrological Bureau like this?
It wasn't that Li Huowang was especially outraged by the dead; he just grew far more alert after seeing how the other man handled things.
