Huang Shiliu's attitude was exceptionally polite.
“Prince, in my courtyard, four people are staying in each of the other two rooms.”
“Last night, I overheard the players in one of the rooms talking. One of them has a special talent called 【Spirit Vision】. Supposedly, they can see the specter aura and even see through specters that are concealing themselves.”
Tang Luoshan raised an eyebrow.
“The 【Spirit Vision】 talent... This prince knows of it. Call them over. The three of us will form a team.”
Although he was a prince of high noble birth and held himself in high regard, he was no brainless fool.
This was a specter dungeon; no amount of caution was too much.
“Right away.”
Huang Shiliu ran off excitedly to find the person.
Originally, it had wanted to team up with this ruthless person...
No, wait.
With this ruthless ghost, to form a temporary team.
But it couldn't think of a good way before, and it hadn't expected Tang Luoshan to suggest teaming up himself.
This was simply fantastic!
It leaped down from the wall, its small body moving with agility and speed. It barged straight into one of the rooms, startling the four people talking inside.
However, upon seeing that it was him, they all let out a sigh of relief.
“May I ask if Master Shiliu has some business with us?”
Huang Shiliu stood on its hind legs, swept its gaze around, and finally locked onto a woman.
“Your name is Zhao Ying, right? Come with me.”
Zhao Ying blanked for a moment, then pointed to herself.
“Me?”
Huang Shiliu nodded with its head held high.
“Yes, you. The Prince and I have agreed to team up, and we're just missing a 【Spirit Vision】 user.”
“How about it? Are you willing?”
Zhao Ying stared blankly at Huang Shiliu, only snapping out of it after a good while.
“This...”
“I... Yes, I agree!”
Seeing that she agreed, Huang Shiliu ignored the other three players in the room whose faces had turned sullen.
“Great, then come with me.”
Zhao Ying instantly beamed with joy.
One was a peak Blood-Clad ghost, but he was also the captain of Team Nineteen of the National Paranormal Bureau.
The other was a demon, but a legitimate spirit patron who was registered on record.
Although they wouldn't ignore their own safety to save her in a crisis, cooperating with two powerful figures meant they would at least lend a hand within their capabilities.
She might even be able to slack off the entire way and be carried to victory by these big shots.
As for the three people in the room?
To her, they had merely happened to enter the same room by coincidence last night.
They didn't actually know each other.
Before, she thought having three veteran players team up with her might make things better.
But now, she suddenly had a much better option.
Tang Luoshan looked at Zhao Ying, whom Huang Shiliu had brought back.
“You're the one with 【Spirit Vision】?”
Zhao Ying's entire body tensed up.
Facing a Blood-Clad ghost, it was impossible not to be nervous.
“Y-Yes, Captain Tang. I'm Zhao Ying, and I have the 【Spirit Vision】 talent!”
Tang Luoshan didn't waste words.
“Take a look at this old residence right now, and tell me what it looks like in your eyes.”
Zhao Ying nodded solemnly and slowly closed her eyes.
When she opened them again, her eyes had turned a dark gold.
She took a general look around, taking two seconds before deactivating her talent.
“Phew...”
Zhao Ying exhaled a long breath.
“Captain Tang, Master Shiliu, the entire old residence is enveloped in a pitch-black specter aura!”
Tang Luoshan frowned.
“Pitch-black?”
Zhao Ying said, “Yes.”
“It looks like a mixture of dense black mist and smoke, constantly swirling, swaying, and rising. It looks almost like a living thing.”
Tang Luoshan imagined that scene.
It felt similar to the yin qi emitted by ghosts, but because the two were different, was that why he, as a ghost, couldn't see anything at all?
“Look again. Where is this black aura the densest?”
If possible, he wanted to first find where the specter inside the old residence was.
After all, as long as he didn't trigger the Death Rule, the specter couldn't do anything to him.
However, this time Zhao Ying did not activate her talent again, but directly shook her head.
“Actually, I looked last night, and I just looked again just now. I can already confirm that the density of the specter aura throughout the entire old residence is about the same. There's no single place where it's particularly dense.”
Tang Luoshan wanted to say more, but at that moment, someone walked over from the distance.
It was the person who had opened the door for them last night.
Huang Shiliu rolled its eyes, then leaped into Zhao Ying's arms.
It lowered its voice.
“Act natural. Don't let the NPC know about my true nature for now.”
Zhao Ying quickly adjusted her posture to make Master Shiliu more comfortable.
“Right, of course.”
Feng Xingyun had just come to a halt when his gaze fell upon Zhao Ying.
No.
To be precise, it fell upon Zhao Ying's arms—specifically, onto Huang Shiliu.
“Is this weasel your pet, miss?”
Zhao Ying's entire body went stiff.
“Huh?”
A pet?!
“Uh...”
She felt cold sweat break out all over her forehead.
However, recalling what Huang Shiliu had just said, she nodded with some difficulty.
“Um, y-yes, it's mine. Is there a problem?”
Only then did Feng Xingyun withdraw his gaze.
“No problem, but please keep a close eye on your pet, miss.”
This sentence made Zhao Ying's scalp tingle with fear.
But she had to respond, so she could only brace herself and nod.
“Okay, I understand.”
Feng Xingyun got straight to the point.
“Have you guests rested well?”
Tang Luoshan nodded.
“Yes, may I ask...”
Feng Xingyun first bowed slightly before explaining.
“I am truly sorry.”
“The Young Master only brought me along for this trip back to his old home, and one of his friends is also staying here, so I might be quite busy.”
He didn't put it very subtly, but anyone who wasn't a fool could understand.
It meant: I can't tend to so many of you by myself, so if you want to eat or anything else, figure it out yourselves—for instance, by cooking your own meals.
Actually, Feng Xingyun could have cooked for them.
But Zuo Lin'an had already told him earlier that there was no need to treat the players too well; they were going to die sooner or later anyway.
Even if they didn't die, they would be sold or kept as puppets.
Since he could slack off, Feng Xingyun naturally wouldn't be foolish enough to work hard.
How could Tang Luoshan not understand the meaning behind his words?
Although he felt it was somewhat impolite, it wasn't his place to say anything.
Besides, twenty of them had suddenly showed up to disturb the household in the dead of night. Leaving aside their numbers, they were already the ones being rude in the first place.
Feng Xingyun might call them guests, but they couldn't actually act like they were guests.
Tang Luoshan was silent for a moment.
“Then, could you trouble yourself to show us to the kitchen?”
Feng Xingyun nodded. “Certainly, please follow me.”
He led the few players toward the kitchen.
At this time, the other players also walked out of the courtyard. They hadn't been outside just now, but they had overheard the previous conversation, so they all followed along now.
Upon arriving at the kitchen, they saw there was another person here.
Quite a few players frowned slightly. Didn't Feng Xingyun just say that the Young Master only brought him along?
The person in the kitchen was actually Xuan Jiu.
“Steward Feng, the two young masters are already up. They've gone to the dining room.”
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