But Yang Xiao was clear that his other hand had reached into the backpack, and that Geisha Face was inside. If any of them tried to use force, Yu Kai would immediately open the wooden box and release the Geisha Ghost.
He didn't blame Yu Kai for playing tricks; everyone was trying to survive. He understood. If he were in the same situation, he would make the same choice. He had learned long ago that in the Nightmare World, both good and bad people die. Only smart people deserve to live.
In a sense, it was just like the rules of the real world: the strong don't care about good or bad, and the winner takes all.
"Did you... hear the bell?" A voice came hauntingly from the back seat. Through the rearview mirror, Yang Xiao could only see a face hidden in the shadows.
Yu Kai slowly leaned forward, his face pale, lips ghostly white. Now, Qu Hong could also see clearly: one of Yu Kai's hands was inside the backpack.
