Anyway, things are pretty good as they are now—just go with the flow.
Just do good deeds, don't worry about the future.
He'd just gotten back to the villa, hadn't even had two sips of tea, when Zhuge Wanjun finally called.
"He wants me to 'persuade' you to take out what's in locker number nine."
Wen Yan frowned.
"Do all of you know exactly what's inside the Old Ice Warehouse?"
"I don't. All I know is that place is strange—it can suppress almost all creatures, even Zombies.
Anything like a Ghost that doesn't have a physical body, if it dares set foot in there, will get destroyed instantly.
Some used to think that place was a Domain, but later people said it wasn't—the rules of a Domain wouldn't be so extreme.
If just stepping in means certain death, a place that intense couldn't keep functioning.
What it actually is, I really don't know.
I just know it suppresses a bunch of nasty stuff that's hard to handle.
