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"Do you think that Yang Jian can easily walk out of this house?"
After Yang Jian had left for a moment, Nagase, who stood at the entrance of the house, leaned against the door and suddenly asked with a smile, "I saw him enter and then disappear from sight shortly after. Mishima's perception should be accurate this time; this house indeed harbors wandering malevolent spirits."
"He's likely to encounter danger."
The middle-aged man's mouth moved as if he wanted to speak, but he didn't dare to utter the words, instead squatting beside the road, smoking a cigarette with a worried expression on his face.
"Please do not make such speculations; Mister Yang is sure to come back safely," Keiko said.