He's spoiled rotten; that wolf cub knows how to flirt and be affectionate.

At this point, Fang Xu turned to look at the old man in the wheelchair a few steps away, his face filled with melancholy.

"Old Qiu, why did you bring him here? If something really happens, how am I supposed to explain this?"

Qiu Zhen gave him a cold look: "You're quite quick to dismiss others."

“It’s not that I’m denying Xiao Lan’s abilities, but this is just too dangerous. He can’t summon spirits. If there’s real danger and Xiao Lin can’t save him in time, then it’s all over.”

"Why didn't you stop him before he went in?" Qiu Zhen had worked with the organizers for so many years and had a deep relationship with them. He could still give some face to the Fang family elders, but this Fang Xu...

He's so hypocritical, he can't even be bothered to talk to him.

Fang Xu's face was extremely ugly. The long-haired man also did not expect that Old Qiu would really not give him face. He turned his head away in a huff and said nothing.

"Tinglan, I'm here to help you!"

Fang Lin commanded the hunting dogs to run in his direction, shouting as they ran.

The sound attracted the attention of the ghosts that were attacking others, and in an instant, many more evil spirits surged over.

Fang Tinglan stood still, but Fang Lin thought he was terrified, and a big smile spread across his face.

The demons howled, their voices harsh and unpleasant, making people extremely uncomfortable. Because of the hounds' intimidating presence, they dared not approach and could only fly past, rushing towards Fang Tinglan, who was closest to Fang Lin.

Seeing Fang Tinglan surrounded by hundreds of evil spirits, Fang Lin suppressed the urge to laugh out loud and pretended to be worried as he sped up.

"elder sister."

A soft call rang out in the chaotic, foul-smelling place.

"Ah."

The woman's voice responded promptly, appearing almost as soon as he finished speaking.

The layers of surging evil spirits surrounding Fang Tinglan paused for a moment. Because of this anomaly, Fang Lin also stopped in his tracks. Before he could take a closer look, a huge explosion rang out.

Everyone present instinctively raised their arms to cover their heads.

A moment later, he opened his eyes and saw that all the ghosts not far away had vanished completely. Apart from Fang Tinglan, there was another unfamiliar figure.

A woman with a unique temperament, as aloof as a crescent moon, cool and refreshing, instantly dispelling any restlessness in people. When she turned her head to look at them, everyone immediately held their breath.

Someone couldn't help but whisper in admiration, "Ah, she's very good-looking!"

Another person slew a demon and shouted, "Don't complain, it's their side that's out of things, not ours!"

Fang Lin took a step forward: "Ting Lan, you actually brought an accomplice! Do you know that's cheating?!"

After a few seconds of internal struggle, he squeezed his eyes shut and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell them."

Fang Tinglan glanced at him but remained silent.

"I thought you wouldn't ask me for help," Qu Yi said calmly.

"Since we're already being suspected anyway, we might as well just admit it."

His words made Fang Lin secretly delighted: "You really cheated?!"

Qu Yi and Fang Tinglan looked at him at the same time, their gazes surprisingly unanimous.

—It's like looking at a fool.

They turned their gazes away in unison and walked to the other side, ignoring him completely.

Fang Lin stood where the ground was, its color a grim blue.

With Qu Yi by his side, Fang Tinglan's surroundings truly resembled a vacuum, where not even a single evil spirit dared to approach.

Fang Lin gritted his teeth, wanting to lure the evil spirits over, but found that they ran away as soon as he got close.

Thinking of launching a sneak attack, since no one would know he was the one who killed the person here anyway.

As they approached, the woman seemed to sense something and glanced at them sideways, her eyes expressionless. But that one glance made the jet-black hunting dog beside her stiffen, and it seemed to have a hint of retreat.

"Mo Yi!" Fang Lin roared in a low voice.

Upon hearing its owner's voice, the hunting dog took a step forward, then retreated a second later.