"Why hasn't there been any movement from them?" he wondered. This was something worth Tu Xiao'an's consideration. However, he really didn't enjoy racking his brain—it was too much effort, too exhausting. Especially when it involved guessing. "Whatever, I'll ignore that for now," he decided.
"If the Ghost Demon went to Building Three, it should have run into Du Jun and the others," he pondered. "But why is it so quiet? There hasn't been a single sound from Building Three. And what is Ling Yihang doing over in Building Two? Did the idiot get lost?"
If Tu Xiao'an knew that Ling Yihang and Shao Qiu were currently doing unspeakable things, he would have been furious. They hadn't been bewitched or manipulated by the enemy; they were simply a shameless, adulterous pair.
After a brief moment of thought, Tu Xiao'an's figure shot toward Building Three. He couldn't count on those bosses to catch the Ghost Demon anymore. It seemed he had to take matters into his own hands.
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