Munan didn't know how he was doing now. He had sent a message to Chen Nang not long ago, but so far he hadn't received a reply. It seemed like the worst might have happened.
Chen Nang was most likely dead, and at best, he might have narrowly escaped. In any case, tonight she could only rely on herself, and of course, Yang Yan.
As the Waist-breaking Ghost disappeared into the smoke, Munan turned her head and gave a signal to Yang Yan, who was lying on the ground. The latter obediently got up from the ground, tiptoed over to her side, squatted down, and held a piece of paper between her lips, very well-behaved.
Munan didn't plan to tell Yang Yan her speculations about Chen Nang's situation, because it was unnecessary and would only increase Yang Yan's fear.
