Short Man: "Should I go and probe a little?"
Zheng Ruxue hesitated for a moment, but when her gaze fell on Leng's chest, she nodded: "Go confirm, but be careful."
"Aren't you confident in my movement technique?"
The short man left the room.
The others remained in Zheng Ruxue's room, waiting.
Also waiting with them, were Run Sheng and his companions who stayed in the room on the first floor.
Although they were all covered in blankets, supposedly sleeping, Run Sheng hid the Yellow River Shovel under his blanket, and Yin Meng hid the Demon Exorcism Whip under hers.
Lin Shuyou placed the trident under his pillow, pretending to sleep on his side with his legs clamped around the blanket.
Even Tan Wenbin, seemingly asleep, kept his hands on his belly, maintaining the first seal of the Ghost Control Skill.
The only one who slept normally was Li Zhiyuan.
Because he trusted his companions to alert him, he could not waste their efforts.
