"Stop!"
Yi Dong staggered a half-step due to severe depletion from losing a large amount of vital blood, gritting his teeth as he glared at his Lifebound Ghost clutching two 'Ghost Beast Poison Thunders,' poised to throw. He shouted angrily, "I wanted them to calm down, not for you to forcibly make them 'emotionally stable' through such means!"
The Lifebound Ghost, whose appearance was identical to Yi Dong himself, frowned and then dispelled the two black spheres in its hands, abandoning the idea of performing 'physical anesthesia' on Ned's group's memorial tablets.
"Make them calm down in the gentlest way possible, absolutely mustn't harm these four people one iota, and definitely can't let them shatter their memorial tablets."
Yi Dong sternly and meticulously restated his intentions, then watched as the Lifebound Ghost closed its eyes, spreading its hands in a posture infinitely close to that of a 'crucified Savior.'
