Yang Xiao jumped in shock, spinning 180 degrees on the spot, but no matter how he looked around—left, right, behind, or near his shoulders—there was nothing there.
Yet, the sensation and the aromatic mist wouldn't deceive; there definitely was something, just something invisible to the naked eye.
His thoughts raced quickly; in this mission, the Ghost typically used shadows to kill, so Yang Xiao immediately looked at the walls and floor to check the shadows.
Unfortunately, the environment was too dark to see anything clearly, and there was no time to worry about the female ghost outside. Boldly, Yang Xiao took out a candle and lit it.
As soon as the candle lit up, everything became crystal clear. The shadow appeared, and it made Yang Xiao gasp because his shadow had grown considerably, as if two people were overlapping.
A fat, swollen shadow was riding on the shoulders of his shadow.
