Chapter 235: Suppressing The King With One Hand
“Alright, I won’t scare you anymore.”
Watching Zhang Sun who was already planning to escape on the spot, Lin Qian smiled and spoke to ease the atmosphere.
Fang Shiming and Ye Zhen grinned; this guy really couldn’t handle scares.
Zhang Sun wiped the cold sweat that actually didn’t exist on his forehead, finally breathing a sigh of relief in his heart.
A bit malicious.
This joke really wasn’t funny.
“You shouldn’t be here looking for us.”
Lin Qian’s gaze slightly sharpened as he stared at Zhang Sun.
If this guy was here looking for them, then he had a big problem.
First of all, regardless of why he was looking for them.
Just the fact that he could find them was a huge problem.
All three of them were inside their own Ghost Domains.
And the size of the Ghost Domains only covered their own bodies, absolutely no more than one meter.
Moreover, they weren’t actively expanding them.
Finding them wouldn’t be easy.
It was like searching for three specks of dust visible only in sunlight inside a several-hundred-square-meter villa.
But if he had found them, then…
The three men’s gazes simultaneously fell on Zhang Sun.
Zhang Sun shook his head. “No, there’s a Supernatural Event here, and the ghost in it is useful to me, so I came to check it out.”
“I hadn’t even started making contact yet when I saw you three.”
After Zhang Sun finished speaking, he watched their reactions.
But soon, his face darkened.
No way, were these three even listening?
Watching the three huddle together, whispering but making no sound.
For some reason, Zhang Sun’s anger surged, even thinking about whether to teach the three a lesson.
At least drag them out of their Ghost Domains.
Make them realize that respect is mutual.
But soon, Zhang Sun was startled, his expression changing repeatedly.
How could it be? Why would he have such thoughts?
What a terrifying suicidal idea!
“Something’s off.” Ye Zhen rarely used his brain for once.
Fang Shiming nodded. “I feel it too.”
“Too coincidental.”
“How could the ghost in this Supernatural Event here just happen to be useful to Zhang Sun?”
“Of course, it might really be a coincidence, but I don’t believe it. Don’t forget, we’re still being watched by a ghost.”
Lin Qian’s fingers tapped the table.
“I just feel like if that ghost can’t find us or affect us, it will start doing other things.”
As he spoke, the three men’s gazes all turned sharply to Zhang Sun.
“Makes sense. This guy’s strength isn’t weak; at least, he has the ability to break through Ye Zhen’s and your Ghost Domains.”
The three men simultaneously withdrew their gazes.
What Fang Shiming said was fairly objective.
Although he hadn’t fought Zhang Sun, intuitively, the guy did have that capability.
“He can’t break your Ghost Domain?” Ye Zhen immediately bristled.
Fang Shiming glanced up. “Nonsense. My Ghost Domain strength can even invade a Ghost Messenger’s Ghost Domain.”
“I can even ignore the Ghost Painting’s Ghost Domain.”
“Can you do that?”
Ye Zhen thought for a moment, looking dejected, and lowered his head.
Fine, purely in terms of Ghost Domain strength, he couldn’t match Fang Shiming, or even Lin Qian.
Ye Zhen wasn’t one to admit defeat easily, but facts were facts.
“Maybe it really is an ‘accident.’ How about we take him out?”
Fang Shiming suggested.
Lin Qian thought for a moment and shook his head. “Not worth the cost.”
“Once our Ghost Domains are broken, we’ll be exposed outside. Who knows how quickly the accident will come.”
“You saw the previous accident—a tsunami even came. Who knows how terrifying this one’s accident will be.”
He paused here.
“Moreover, don’t forget, this is abroad, different from domestic. Domestic S-level Supernatural Events are mostly contained; at least, we haven’t heard of any domestic city falling to an S-level Supernatural Event.”
“Headquarters excepted.”
“Abroad is different. Hardly anyone manages things here. Who knows how many S-level Supernatural Events are hidden here.”
“If we’re not careful and something like the Da Chan Yatou Village Supernatural Event happens again, do we run or not?”
“No, we might not be able to run.”
The two men’s expressions grew grave.
Lin Qian wasn’t wrong.
The accidents caused by that ghost were gradually developing in a non-human direction.
From normal accidents at the start, like a passenger plane crashing into a mansion or man-made foundation collapse.
Those were still somewhat normal, after all, achievable by human means.
But the subsequent tsunami was a bit outrageous.
That was already a Natural Disaster.
If Lin Qian was right, the Ghost Painting might even be pulled back into appearing abroad.
At that point, well, everyone sings Pleasant Goat together; maybe there’s still hope.
“Then ignore him. We do our thing.” Fang Shiming thought for a moment and spoke.
Fang Shiming didn’t want to take risks.
Neither did Lin Qian; this was abroad, after all.
If they provoked something they shouldn’t, at least two of them would die.
Ye Zhen wasn’t afraid of trouble.
But attacking his own people still bothered him somewhat.
He didn’t know Zhang Sun well, but the guy had ability and was one of their own.
“Good, no objections? Then prepare to enter the Ghost Painting.”
Lin Qian made the decision on the spot.
The waters abroad weren’t as deep as domestic.
But the waters abroad could still drown people.
Zhang Sun surviving abroad this long meant he had real skill.
“Uh… how long are you guys going to chat?”
Zhang Sun felt something was very wrong; he was unexpectedly angry.
But as a Ghost Controller, he should have lost his emotions long ago.
Lin Qian turned back and looked at Zhang Sun.
He saw anger in his eyes.
Lin Qian was stunned.
“You’ve been a Ghost Controller for a while, right?”
Zhang Sun nodded. “A long time, so long that I’ve almost completely lost my emotions.”
“So, what’s with your anger now?” Lin Qian narrowed his eyes slightly.
Zhang Sun was startled; had his anger shown on his face?
How angry was he?
But this was just a small matter. Abroad, even if he suddenly got shot or robbed, he hadn’t been this angry.
This shouldn’t be.
“I don’t know, it came out of nowhere.” Zhang Sun forcibly suppressed his emotions and said.
But his voice was already off, as if Zhang Sun’s patience had reached its limit.
Lin Qian turned back to Fang Shiming and Ye Zhen.
Ye Zhen’s eyes lowered.
Fang Shiming stood up directly. “Let’s go. If we don’t leave now, it’ll be too late.”
Zhang Sun was stunned, but before he could react, the three people in front of him had disappeared.
He didn’t understand what happened, but with their disappearance, he suddenly calmed down.
Everything around him suddenly seemed extremely pleasing.
The anger in his heart vanished.
With the anger gone, Zhang Sun was both shocked and angry.
But soon, that emotion also vanished.
His gaze indifferent, he looked around, then at the Ghost Domain moving toward them in the distance.
At this moment inside the Ghost Domain, Lin Qian glanced at Zhang Sun’s position.
“Pretty sharp mind; it’s become instinct, knowing what emotions to show when.”
Lin Qian sighed again; Zhang Sun had lost all his emotions.
Any emotions he showed were just faked.
This was what an Anomaly was.
He felt like he was getting close too.
“That ghost’s terror is stacking up. We need to hurry.”
Fang Shiming said.
“I can feel it. I might know some of this ghost’s abilities now. As long as we stay alive or keep hiding, that ghost’s next accident will get more and more terrifying.”
“Now, that ghost has even started affecting others, trying to force us out of our Ghost Domains through them.”
Ye Zhen exhaled. “Lin Qian, you have great foresight. If we hadn’t left our spots, something big would probably have happened by now.”
Lin Qian fell somewhat silent.
This ghost stalking them really had something to it.
From Zhang Sun’s situation just now, even an Anomaly who had lost all emotions and faked the ones he showed could be affected to recover emotions.
This ghost’s danger level couldn’t be judged as simple S-level anymore.
“Follow me.”
Lin Qian knew they couldn’t wait any longer.
The danger was building up; when it could no longer be contained, the ‘accident’ with a slim chance of survival would turn into a deadly crisis.
Or put another way, that ghost’s killing ability was evolving toward unavoidable attacks.
Lin Qian’s Ghost Domain silently passed through several cities.
Fang Shiming and Ye Zhen followed closely.
Inside a villa.
An oil lamp flickered.
The lamp oil burned, forming black smoke that even blackened the ceiling.
That pungent, disgusting smell filled the entire villa.
But a young man sat steadily on the sofa, as if oblivious, calmly reading a book.
Under the candlelight, his shadow swayed slightly.
On the wall, an oil painting occupying most of the wall looked lifelike under the light.
The oil painting depicted not people or scenery, but a door—a dark red door.
This oil painting seemed freshly painted, the paint not fully dry yet.
The young man slightly raised his head, glanced at the door, seemed to think of something, and checked the time.
“Almost an hour. What are they doing?”
“Does finding a ghost take this long?”
The young man muttered to himself, then answered his own question.
“Could it be, the ghost inside is terrifying beyond reason?”
“Tsk tsk…”
The young man tsked twice with a laugh.
“I hope you can come out alive.”
“Whether they can come out alive, I don’t know, but you might be dying.”
The young man’s expression instantly froze in place.
His body didn’t move.
An illusion?
The young man swallowed, reacting extremely quickly as his figure began to turn illusory.
But the next moment, a pale white hand reached out and pressed down on the young man’s shoulder.
The young man instantly reappeared in place.
At this moment, his face was full of horror.
What a joke!
Directly dragged him out of his Ghost Domain?
“Run?”
“You can’t run for shit.”
A mocking voice sounded from behind.
The young man’s expression turned somewhat ferocious.
A Fierce Ghost directly suppressed—who the hell was this?
Directly suppressing all the Fierce Ghosts in his body without letting his consciousness sink into silence due to the suppression.
To be precise, the Fierce Ghosts weren’t fully suppressed; some Supernatural power was left to maintain his consciousness.
This level of precise control over Supernatural forces—who, exactly who!
The young man racked his brains, thinking through all his enemies and the strong ones abroad, but couldn’t guess who was behind him.
And speaking Chinese, no less.
“Who are you? I don’t remember offending a powerhouse like you.” The young man said stiffly.
“That painted door is the passage to the Ghost Painting?”
“Probably.”
“Pretty bold, openly showing a passage to the Ghost Painting. Not afraid the ghost inside will come out?”
“Normal. Anyway, no one would care; if it can’t be handled, so be it.”
No one answered his question; instead, two more voices appeared.
The young man’s heart sank—three!
Three people behind him!
Not one.
Speaking Chinese, three people.
No clue, but probably from Headquarters.
Didn’t Headquarters fall already?
How could people come abroad?
Could it be a leak from Daao City?
No!
The young man’s gaze fell on the oil painting on the wall.
“You three, your goal is that door, right?”
“Oh? Quick on the uptake.”
Lin Qian showed a smile.
Knowing their goal, the young man had an idea.
“Let me let you in, and you let me go—how about it?”
“Put yourselves in my shoes: no grudge between us, killing me gains nothing. Better to let us go.”
“One more friend, one more path, right?”
“Spare a man when you can, the road to heaven splits both ways, if I don’t go to hell who will, dumbass, you freaking…”
Lin Qian was stunned.
The young man’s last sentence was in Chinese.
Spoken very awkwardly.
Fang Shiming’s mouth twitched.
Ye Zhen’s eyes narrowed.
He hadn’t heard the rest clearly, but that “dumbass” was crystal clear.
“Who taught you that?”
“A foreign friend of mine—well, your compatriot. We’re pretty close. He said if I meet someone from his country, saying this would definitely make them spare my life.”
The young man hurriedly said.
“What’s wrong? Isn’t it right?” The young man grew anxious.
Ye Zhen’s eyelid twitched.
“No, very right. But from this, we can see you and your friend really have a ‘great’ relationship!”
Hearing “very right,” the young man breathed a sigh of relief.
“But pretending to be clueless won’t save your life.” Fang Shiming said flatly.
“You might not know some things.”
“You understand Chinese, so you definitely know what those Chinese words you said mean.”
Someone who understands Chinese—could they not know what “dumbass” and “you freaking” mean?
Bullshit.
Understands Chinese, must understand curse words.
Even without understanding Chinese, curse words can be understood.
For example, they could understand what “fuck you” and “bitch” mean.
The young man opened his mouth, wanting to retort, but couldn’t find how.
“Stop pretending. Playing dumb won’t save you.” Lin Qian said flatly.
“…” The young man.
“Who exactly are you?” At this moment, the young man’s expression calmed.
“Who we are doesn’t matter. What matters is who you are.”
Lin Qian’s eyes lowered as he stared at the young man.
“One of the foreign kings, the Painter. Right?”
