Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
No soul was present? Not only that, there was absolutely no aura!
Li Yidao took a deep breath and looked at the driver and the other staff member.
âLetâs get out of the car; somethingâs not right in here.â âAlright,â they said, preparing to open the car doors. However, strangely, the car doors wouldnât open! âPhewâ¦â Li Yidao took a deep breath.
His expression gradually became more serious.
The car doors couldnât open?
There must be something wrong outside the car!
He attempted to use Soul Detection to look outside!
Sure enough! He saw black mists swirling outside, and within these black mists, there were traces of white mists.
However, these white mists seemed to be obstructing the black ones. Watching this scene, Li Yidao took a deep breath.
His expression became puzzled.
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He could sense absolute terror from the black mists.
But what about the white mists? What kind of presence were they?
Li Yidao took a deep breath. Since he couldnât figure it out, he decided not to dwell on it!
He directly used Soul Gathering!
Looking at the opponentâs aura, he knew without thinking!
These must be wandering souls!
As Soul Gathering took effect, something shocking happened!
The black mists in front of him. Actually⦠was not a single wandering soul! There were multiple! Or rather⦠Multiple fragmented and incomplete wandering souls!
With the effect of Soul Gathering, their consciousness temporarily returned. They stared blankly at their surroundings. Wondering why they were here, why they had returned here?
As for that strand of white mist, it gradually took shape.
The phantom gradually solidified. Li Yidao noticed⦠This white phantom was none other than Wang Qiang!
Perhaps sensing Li Yidaoâs gaze, or maybe feeling that Li Yidao was looking at him, Wang Qiang also looked at Li Yidao.
His eyes carried a hint of confusion.
He had only instinctively followed his own corpse before.
And when those other wandering souls began to encroach on his corpse, he instinctively reacted.
It wasnât that he was protecting Li Yidao; he was protecting his own corpse.
With the use of Soul Gathering, Li Yidao also understood the current situation.
When the souls around became stagnant and stopped attacking them, he looked at the driver and the other person. âGet out of the car and change the tire.â
One of their tires had just burst.
It definitely needed to be replaced.
He really wanted to leave immediately.
But⦠Was there a need to leave?
He didnât know who used the means or if it was so crude.
Normally, the wandering souls in the hospital would only roam within a certain area.
They wouldnât gather like this.
But now⦠They had gathered here, which was definitely abnormal.
To say that no one had tampered with this, Li Yidao wouldnât have believed it!
So now it was evident!
Someone had made some preparations.
For example, by using some special methods to gather these wandering souls together.
The question was, what was the significance of them doing so?
Just to disgust him?
You see, for Li Yidao, these tiny souls were inconsequential.
Even without using Soul Seizure, the other side wouldnât have necessarily had the ability to pose a threat to him.
However, just as Li Yidao and the others got out of the car to change the tire, suddenly, outside the hospital gate, right where they were at the moment, a large crowd swarmed in!
A lot of journalists had unexpectedly arrived!
Seeing these journalists, Li Yidao was momentarily stunned.
Then he furrowed his brow.
How did these journalists get in?
Moreover⦠Judging by their attitude, were they here for him?
As he pondered, the first journalist to rush up had already shoved a microphone in Li Yidaoâs mouth.
From an inconspicuous angle, Li Yidao saw a hint of a sneer at the corner of the journalistâs mouth.
The look in his eyes was somewhat mocking!
There was no need to think about itâ¦
This guy was arranged intentionally.
Even most of the journalists behind him were probably arranged intentionally, right?
There should have been some who were deceived into this and some who were paid.
In any case, todayâs situation was deliberately created.
Li Yidaoâs expression gradually darkened.
Who had such lowly means?
What was the meaning of having these journalists come to interview him?
It was just an interview.
It wouldnât have cost him a piece of flesh, nor would it have caused him any trouble.
Could it be that they wanted to create some public opinion on the internet?
Thinking about this possibility, Li Yidao himself felt a bit speechless.
Creating public opinion, would it have any impact on Li Yidao?
He wasnât very sure, but it seemed that Li Yidao really wasnât afraid of public opinion.
At this moment, the first journalist had already started speaking.
âMr. Li Yidao, what are your thoughts on Mr. Wang Qiangâs death? When you took action and killed him, did your heart experience any ripples? And those people who were cursed by you on the internet and died, do you feel guilty about it?â
Li Yidao was speechless.
Countless question marks appeared over his head.
Was it okay for a journalist to say whatever they wanted?
Coming up and saying he killed Wang Qiang?
He looked at the journalist with an icy gaze.
Setting a trap like this wasnât that subtle, was it?
Li Yidao didnât answer, just coldly staring at the other person.
At this point, he knew that if he said the wrong thing, it might be recorded by the other party.
As for what the other party wanted to do, he still didnât know.
But he was sure it wasnât as simple as just wanting to create a publicity stunt for public opinion.
In this way, apart from the sound of camera shutters, Li Yidao and the other person stared at each other for more than ten seconds. The journalist spoke again.
âMr. Li Yidao, since you wonât answer my question, shall I take that as your default agreement?â
âDefault? Iâll default your grandmotherâs leg!â, Li Yidao thought.
Even when the journalist said this, half of the journalists in the surroundings looked confused!
Wasnât this script rehearsed differently?
Meanwhile, a few others were madly recording and filming.
âWell, Mr. Li Yidao, may I ask what your psychological state is today in coming to the hospital? Behind you should be the body of Mr. Wang Qiang, right? Are you not letting him go even after death?â
Looking at the journalist who asked this question, Li Yidaoâs mouth slightly curled up.
âSince you want to play, then today Iâll play with you guys!â He decided.
Sweeping through all the journalists present, he slowly looked at the journalist who just spoke.
Then, his expression gradually turned cold, and the smile on his lips carried a hint of icy tone. âHmm⦠do youâ¦. need my following?â