Exchange Festival
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Gang Dalei was also in disbelief. "That little ghost really wanted to kill us. Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken out the Ghost Prison Token! I bet it encountered something else and had no time to deal with us!"
Yu Chan agreed. "That is the only explanation."
"Brother Black Snow, wake up!" Qin Jiuyang helped Su Yu up in concern. He looked at Su Yu, noticing his overexertion, and immediately injected a bolt of spirit energy into him.
Su Yu "woke up" only now, his expression turning grave. "Where is the Ghost Prison Envoy?"
Qin Jiuyang let out a sigh of relief, laughing at himself. "It looks like we were rather lucky. Perhaps the little ghost met a powerful person and was scared off. Otherwise, the four of us would never have been able to survive in the hands of the Ghost Prison Envoy."
Su Yu heard this, dumbfounded. "How were we so lucky?"