Left Old-timer was stunned for a few seconds before shouting with bloodshot eyes, "Li Po, what a vicious heart you have! Killing them wasn't enough; you had to obliterate their souls!"

"I won't let you go, even as a ghost!"

I looked at Left Old-timer as if he were an idiot and said, "Did you ever think that none of your relatives died?"

The glass in Left Old-timer's hand clattered to the ground. "What did you say?"

I pointed to the ground and said, "Take a look for yourself. Besides your blood, is there anything else here?"

"I was just scaring you!"

Only then did Left Old-timer notice that besides a few bloodstains and broken glass, there was nothing else on the ground.

He then said in a trembling voice, "Master Li, you..."

I said calmly, "Call your family! We'll talk after you've made the call."

Old Left-timer didn't even bother with his bleeding finger and took out his phone to dial. "Hello? Xiao Bao?"

A childish voice quickly came from the other end of the phone. "Grandpa, I miss you."

Left Old-timer's tears instantly flowed down. "Grandpa misses you too."

Left Old-timer wiped away his tears while talking on the phone. After speaking for a long while, he reluctantly put down the phone. "Thank you, Master Li, for your kindness."

"Xiao Chun, heal him!" I looked at Left Old-timer and said, "Old Left, you're a person who follows the rules. Although I'm not a gentleman, when I meet someone who follows the rules, I also follow the rules."

"The rules of the occult world state that disaster shouldn't befall family."

"Yes, yes..." Left Old-timer nodded and said, "Master Li can do whatever he wants to me; I'll accept it."

I looked outside the door and said, "The reason I treated you like that at the beginning was because you didn't follow the rules."

"However, I'm very curious now. Since you uphold the integrity of an occultist, why don't you abide by the rule that occultists can't kill innocent people indiscriminately?"

"When did I..." Left Old-timer was dumbfounded. "Master Li, you can't speak recklessly. Up until now, Old Left hasn't stained his hands with anyone's blood."

I was immediately stunned. "Weren't those ghosts you arranged by the roadside meant to kill me?"

"No!" Left Old-timer specifically stood up and looked outside. "Killing an occultist doesn't do me any good either."

"Moreover, in my line of work, I won't take on business from outsiders without an introduction from someone I know."

"If I kill someone at the door, wouldn't that be asking for trouble?"

Ye Yang and I exchanged a glance before asking, "Have you recently received any business regarding the transportation of dead people?"

Left Old-timer hesitated for a moment and said, "A few days ago, I did take on a job to transport a batch of dead people to the Ghostly Secret Realm."

"They haven't come to deliver the goods yet!"

I said urgently, "Who entrusted the business? Where are the dead people supposed to be sent?"

"This, I'm not at liberty to say." Left Old-timer thought for a moment before saying, "The people who contacted me for that business have all been killed by you, so it's even more difficult for me to say anything."

Ye Yang walked over to the corpse of the repairman from earlier in a few steps and slashed open the person's clothes with his sword. A smell like that of a rotting corpse immediately emanated from the body.

Ye Yang said in a deep voice, "This is a Huangquan smuggler."

"Crap!" I said urgently, "Xiao Chun, quickly contact Ling and Chen Shuyu, and have them use the fastest speed to protect Left Old-timer's family. We must not let anyone silence them."

Left Old-timer exclaimed in shock, "Master Li, you're not joking, are you!"

I turned my head and said, "Old man, I don't mean to joke with you at all."

"You don't even know what kind of people you've offended."

"That phone call you just made might cost your son and grandson their lives."

"Don't worry about my people using your children and grandchildren as a threat. For me, casting a curse to kill your family is easier than sending people over there."

Left Old-timer suddenly woke up. "I'll give you the address right away. Master Li, as long as you can protect my family, my life is yours."

"Don't talk about conditions yet; it's still hard to say whether we can save your life!" I took the address from Old Left-timer. "Hurry up and notify Ling and Little Chengzi; the speed must be fast."

Left Old-timer hurriedly ran to the office and opened the computer. "This is a camera I secretly installed in my son's house. It's just so I can see my little grandson when I have nothing to do."

Left Old-timer seemed to be talking to himself. "Occultists crave family affection, but they don't dare to get too close to their children."

"If we offend ghosts and gods, it's easy for disaster to befall our families; if we offend our peers, it's still easy for disaster to befall our families."

"I wonder, what are we in this line of work, living on the edge of life and death, ultimately doing it for?"

The faces of Little Left's family quickly appeared on the computer screen. Left Old-timer then breathed a sigh of relief. "Luckily, nothing happened!"

"Master Li, are you overthinking things?"

I said with a gloomy face, "I hope I'm overthinking things."

Just as I was speaking, more than a dozen figures dressed in black suddenly appeared outside the French windows of the villa.

Old Left-timer was so frightened that he almost collapsed to the ground. Not caring whether the people on the video could hear him, he immediately yelled at the top of his lungs, "Run! Run!"

Before Old Left-timer's shouts could fade away, the black-clothed men had already broken through the windows and entered.

At the same time, hundreds of ghosts appeared in the room—Chen Shuyu's ghosts, who were controlled to gather intelligence, had arrived one step ahead.