Duanmu Huai's movements were so fast that everyone didn't even have time to react to what had happened. When they came to their senses, Duanmu Huai was already standing in front of them, sheathing his sword. Meanwhile, Chief Da Shan and Spicy Girl Ueda were clutching their necks, coughing incessantly.
"Wha-what happened just now?"
"Are we dreaming?"
"Alright, alright, what's the rush."
Facing the panic-stricken crowd, Duanmu Huai seemed rather calm.
"That was just a female ghost, well, not sure if it was a female ghost... hmm..."
"Xiao Ai, what do you mean by that?"
Hearing Duanmu Huai's muttering, Banai asked curiously, and Duanmu Huai shrugged.
"You've been to haunted houses, right? You should have seen how some of the ghosts there aren't played by staff but are actually moved by mechanisms."
"Ah... I have indeed seen that."
