"I wonder how far this Semi-Spirit Body has evolved by now," Yan Junze mused to himself.
He quickly arrived at the front yard of a rural household, where an old woman was sweeping the yard with a broom and hadn't noticed Yan Junze's arrival.
Yan Junze walked in and said, "Granny, may I use your telephone?"
As the old woman looked up and saw Yan Junze, blood-stained, standing in front of her, she jumped in shock, dropped her broom, and turned to run.
Of course, she couldn't see the Back-faced Woman and Ke'er; otherwise, she wouldn't just run away but would probably knock herself out cold.
"Granny, don't panic, I'm not a strangeness," Yan Junze hurriedly explained, "The vehicle I was in had an accident; the blood is from someone else. I need to make a phone call. May I?"
The old woman paused, took a good look at him, and saw that Yan Junze spoke energetically and looked spirited. He didn't seem injured.