Zhang Qintai's momentum instantly vanished. His hands trembled, desperate to pull the trigger and send Chu Hao to the afterlife.
Chu Hao was already prepared to draw his Ghost Night Umbrella, his gaze coldly fixed on Zhang Qintai.
Meng Yi grabbed the muzzle and said, "Don't be impulsive. He's telling the truth."
Zhang Qintai was taken aback.
Left with no other choice, Meng Yi opened Zhang Qintai's Heavenly Eye. Instantly, Zhang Qintai saw three Ghost Servants. Their faces were fierce, and their eyes stared intently at him. The chill he had felt earlier emanated from these three Ghost Servants.
Zhang Qintai had seen ghosts before, but never any as terrifying as these. He screamed in terror and dropped the gun.
Zhang Qintai's actions caused the remaining bodyguards to break out in a cold sweat. They desperately wanted to leave. Ever since encountering this young man, he had consistently given them a spine-chilling feeling.
