Three sheets of ghost money fell from their bodies.
When the team was about to "set out," Li Zhiyuan and the others quickly stood up as well.
Run Sheng and Tan Wenbin mimicked the actions of Xiong Shan and the others, while Li Zhiyuan grabbed Run Sheng's clothes.
Three sheets of ghost money were swiftly tossed away.
In an instant, it felt as if their entire perspective had changed.
The surroundings became a blur, with only a dimly lit inn's silhouette seemingly lingering behind them.
Though they were taking steps, their pace felt exaggerated, giving an eerie sense of spatial distortion.
Earlier, Lin Shuyou must have sensed something, which is why he opened his eyes to search. However, situated within the Corpse Driving Team while Li Zhiyuan and the others were inside the inn holding ghost money, they were essentially in another barrier, so it was natural Lin Shuyou couldn't find anyone.
Walking at the back of the group wasn't as good as being at the front.
