Master Chengde's sudden burst of power and his fierce performance gave the leader of the Evil Ghost Organization a subtle, ominous premonition.
He spoke to the empty air. "Wrap this up quickly! We're making too much noise. If we drag this out, it'll be too late!"
"What's the rush?" an androgynous voice suddenly echoed through the air. "It would be even better if they all came."
"I don't want any unexpected complications!"
