At this moment, Yang Xiao finally understood the true meaning of the Martyr's prophecy. Indeed, the Ghost has always been by his side, just out of sight.
The Ghost has infiltrated, right among them.
Carrying their bowls and chopsticks, Yang Xiao and Musa quickly returned to the dining hall. Upon seeing them bring the bucket back untouched, everyone was about to ask questions, but upon seeing their faces, which were so gloomy they seemed to drip with water, their hearts sank instantly and they were immediately aware something was wrong.
"What's wrong?" Aisha was the first to ask. They could no longer bear any bad news.
Yang Xiao and Musa said nothing, merely taking out the items from their respective buckets, placing them back on the table one by one.
One.
Two.
...
The people present weren't fools. When they saw the 11th bowl, the atmosphere in the dining hall instantly dropped to freezing point.
