Uncle is not Strong Enough

As if Mian Lunsen knew that he was being talked about, he glanced behind him where the entrance was. Right now, Guangru was sitting on his shoulders while balancing Heima on top of the man's head. He had to sit here in case Mian Lunsen needed both hands. Moreover, there was something very strange about this place.

"Uncle, do you know? The sunlight here is good," Guangru spoke in a very child-like voice that the other members of the team glanced in his direction.

"That's right. So… why did it feel like there are a lot of patches of negative aura inside the building?" Mian Lunsen hummed in a tone like he was indeed talking to a child. "I can feel greater ghosts prowling around. If they keep to themselves like this, then there must be a King here."