The police were filled with a strong masculine aura, and nothing would happen to them anytime soon. Those things wouldn't target them.
But the ordinary people in the hotel, who had been tomb robbers for many years, were in a precarious situation.
After traveling through cold and dark places for so long, the yin energy on them was too heavy.
Every living person has two bright flames on their shoulders, but theirs had dimmed considerably, which meant they were more likely to encounter ghosts and have bad luck.
When Su Nanzhi first met Jiang Beiyu, the flame on his shoulder was half-lit, half-extinguished.
"Sorry, miss, we mean no harm," Yang Qian's tone sounded very gentle, "Something unpleasant happened at the hotel today. We're just here to ask about your situation. Since you're fine, we'll be on our way."
After hearing this, Su Nanzhi simply responded with an 'oh' and then closed the door.
