Qi Nian, accompanied by a crowd of ghostly silhouettes, gathered around a tall man.
He stood quietly on the street, opened his hands, and keys appeared in them.
"You succeeded."
Another male voice emerged from the corner of the street.
Xun Weimo slowly walked out.
He looked at this familiar yet strange former companion, momentarily at a loss for words.
The tall man turned to look at him, it was Bai Yanren.
Xun Weimo smiled helplessly, glanced at the ghosts behind Bai Yanren, and asked, "Even now, I still don't know whether you're human or a ghost, or what exactly you're doing."
Bai Yanren slightly opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "It's not important."
He seemed to think he couldn't be so indifferent, so he added, "If you want to know, you can follow me and see for yourself."
Even without Bai Yanren's suggestion, Xun Weimo had already planned to do so.
