At this moment, the Fortune-teller had already stepped one foot inside the elevator, but it didn't immediately ascend.
She watched with wide eyes as the ghost's expression changed dramatically before it turned and bolted. She hadn't expected the ghost's escape to so closely resemble her own.
The ghost in front dashed back towards its original direction at a breakneck pace, with Gu Mian closely following behind.
In no time, the human and the ghost disappeared among the crowded shelves.
"Oh my god…" She clutched her chest, standing before the elevator. The light from within gave her a much-needed sense of security.
Just then, she noticed a familiar silhouette appearing ahead.
It was Mingyue.
Gu Mian had long since run off chasing the ghost. Meanwhile, Mingyue stepped out from the shadows. She was standing by a clothes rack, looking at the Fortune-teller, and even took a few steps in her direction.
