When the Blood-Eyed Ghost saw the pair of crimson eyes in the shadow, its reaction was even more intense than Qin Nuo's: "Can we turn around and run? This guy is my nightmare!"

"Stay calm." Although Qin Nuo said this, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He didn't count on the old landlord or the Blood-Eyed Ghost; he had another card up his sleeve.

However, whether he could play it depended on luck.