When the ghost-slaves saw Lin Tang, he had already noticed them as well. A single glance told him their attire was identical to the ghost-slave he had killed when he encountered Mu Jiuzhou. Lin Tang knew they were here for him.
Originally, he thought they wouldn't recognize him since he had changed his appearance. But unexpectedly, one of the ghost-slaves spread its hand, revealing a strange clump of mycelium that squirmed like a mass of worms. It extended a tentacle and pointed it directly at Lin Tang.
The next moment, the ghost-slaves surrounded him. "By our master's command, you will come with us."
Lin Tang frowned, staring at the clump of mycelium and wondering how it had identified him. He gently set Lee Encai down, his tone calm. "And what if I'm not willing?"
"Unwilling?" The ghost-slaves looked up. As they grinned, the corners of their mouths tore open to their ears, revealing gruesome, serrated teeth. "That's not up to you!"
