Under the moonlight, the rider looked like a semi-transparent crystal statue, glowing faintly under the delicate dust. Holding a silver spear, it rode its horse and circled the temple's perimeter, then vanished on the other side of the wall, all in complete silence. Just from this fleeting glimpse, Ben could confirm the general attributes of the Ghost Knight—a territory-type monster. In an instant, he formulated a tactic.
He turned around, facing thirteen pairs of eyes with different hues—filled with hesitation and various levels of nervousness. Even Captain Hu Que held his breath, quietly waiting for his orders. The noble daughter covered her mouth, coughed softly twice, then took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.
