Yu Daohan noticed Qin Muyu's displeased expression and grew curious. Wasn't Liu Feng his friend? Why did his mood sour at the mention of him?
"What's wrong?" Yu Daohan asked.
Qin Muyu shook his head. "Nothing."
Yu Daohan suddenly recalled something. "Right, if all the evil spirits from Yangzhou escape, they'll flee to Ghost Street."
"Generally, ghosts prefer places with heavy Yin energy, and the place with the most Yin energy near Yangzhou is only Ghost Street."
"If evil spirits escape, the Supernatural Bureau will definitely send people to hunt them down, and they'll only have two options."
"Either they escape to a place no one can find, or they flee into Ghost Street, as that place isn't under the Supernatural Bureau's jurisdiction."
"And the influx of many evil spirits into Ghost Street will inevitably disrupt its balance, something no Qianhuang wants to see."
Qin Muyu nodded. "In that situation, they only have two choices, and Ghost Street is the most stable option at the moment."
Yu Daohan's expression changed. "Then, they'll definitely go to Ghost Street."
Seeing Yu Daohan grow tense, Qin Muyu asked curiously, "Why are you so anxious if something happens to Ghost Street?"
Yu Daohan noticed Qin Muyu's expression hadn't changed. "Isn't Liu Feng your friend? Why aren't you worried at all?"
Qin Muyu didn't answer, instead asking, "What, judging by your expression, do you want to help?"
Yu Daohan neither nodded nor shook his head. "Every time I encounter danger, someone helps me overcome it. I feel like that person is Liu Feng."
Seeing that Yu Daohan had guessed correctly, Qin Muyu didn't deny it. "Whatever you want. If you want to go take a look at Ghost Street, then go."
Yu Daohan understood he had guessed right when Qin Muyu didn't deny it. Liu Feng had been secretly helping him all along.
However, Yu Daohan was also curious. Liu Feng was now a Qianhuang of Yangzhou's Ghost Street. Why wasn't Qin Muyu concerned at all about the escape of many evil spirits into Ghost Street?
"Aren't you really concerned about the situation in Ghost Street?" Yu Daohan asked again.
Qin Muyu looked calm and unfazed, shaking his head. "Just a few Ghost Kings. Do you really think a few Ghost Kings can do anything to him?"
Yu Daohan didn't retort. Although he didn't know Liu Feng's true strength, Yu Daohan had never seen anyone that Qin Muyu would so confidently vouch for.
After all, even experts on the Black List were just average to this guy.
If he hadn't seen those great demons from three thousand years ago in the Greater Khingan Range last time, Yu Daohan would have doubted if anyone in this world could even exchange a few blows with him.
Even though Qin Muyu said so, Yu Daohan was still a bit uneasy. "I'd better go take a look at Ghost Street."
"Whatever!" As soon as Qin Muyu finished speaking, he walked towards the backyard.
Yu Daohan watched Qin Muyu's retreating back. What was wrong with this guy, changing his mood so quickly?
Men were truly fickle creatures, and the boat of friendship could capsize at any moment.
After lying on the rocking chair for a while, Yu Daohan returned to his room in the backyard to sleep. After all, he could only enter Ghost Street at night; going during the day would be useless.
At half-past six in the afternoon, his phone alarm rang. Yu Daohan groggily opened his eyes, quickly washed up, changed his clothes, and left the house.
Yu Daohan went to the small well. The Dragon Fish inside poked its head out. "Daddy."
Yu Daohan nodded, though he noticed the little guy was getting fatter.
"Little one, are you malnourished? Why are you so fat?" Yu Daohan asked.
As soon as Yu Daohan said this, the Dragon Fish put on a disdainful face, which was quite peculiar.
"I'm a female, you know. Is it okay to call me fat?"
"No, Daddy." The Dragon Fish said emphatically.
Yu Daohan found it strange. What was going on today? Why did everyone have a long face, as if he owed them three hundred thousand?
Yu Daohan packed his things, picked up the Kang Long Mace, and left the shop.
He went to a small restaurant he used to frequent. Upon entering, Yu Daohan said, "Boss, two dishes, one soup, and a bowl of rice."
Ever since Xu Yaya went to school and stopped coming, Yu Daohan had basically been eating at this restaurant.
The two dishes were stir-fried pork with green peppers and twice-cooked pork, plus a cucumber and egg soup.
A moment later, the boss brought all the food. Yu Daohan looked at the empty restaurant. "Brother, what's going on? Why aren't there any other customers?"
Although the restaurant's business wasn't booming, at this time every day, there should have been at least three or four tables of customers. Why was he the only one today?
The boss looked at Yu Daohan with confusion when he asked this. "Young man, haven't you received the notice?"
Yu Daohan became even more confused when he saw the boss's puzzled expression. "What notice?"
Seeing that Yu Daohan genuinely didn't know, the boss began to explain. "A couple of days ago, all the prisoners from a prison in Yangzhou escaped. The local government has urged the people of Yangzhou and Jiangdu not to go out at night and to lock their doors and windows."
Yu Daohan chuckled. He hadn't expected Biao Tao to come up with this idea.
The boss lowered his voice and reminded Yu Daohan, "Young man, you shouldn't linger outside at night. Hurry home. I heard that many people have already died in Yangzhou."
Upon hearing this, Yu Daohan laughed heartily. "Brother, believe it or not, those prisoners would run away at the sight of me."