Xu Qing fell silent. He didn't try to persuade them any further. As the saying goes, you can't talk a man out of his own grave. Because he possessed the Evil Ghost Mask, Xu Qing was particularly sensitive to things like Yin Qi, Evil Qi, and Ghost Qi.
In truth.
From the moment the old man and his group had appeared, Xu Qing had sensed faint wisps of Yin Sha Evil Qi clinging to them through his Evil Ghost Mask.
That was why.
He had spoken up earlier, warning them not to let lust cloud their judgment and engage in that sort of activity in a place like this.
Unfortunately.
They wouldn't listen to reason.
In the end.
Three of the fifteen members of Patrol Squad Thirteen, which Xu Qing led, stayed behind. They took out their coarse biscuits and completed the transaction with the little old man.
Then.
The men walked off to the side, laughing and joking.
"Let's go."
