Scarlett Jennings was stunned on the spot.
She had instinctively told him to step aside, not because she thought the little spirit baby could collide with Samuel Chalmers.
After all, with the Golden Light on Samuel Chalmers, common ghosts hitting it were no different from moths flying into a flame.
Compared to worrying about Samuel Chalmers being hit by the spirit baby, she was more concerned that the spirit baby would just vanish into thin air.
But reality was different.
The spirit baby wasn't smashed into pieces; instead, Samuel Chalmers caught it directly in his hand??
Caught?
Scarlett Jennings instinctively looked at Samuel Chalmers and saw the latter frowning, his cold eyes staring at the struggling mass of black air in his palm.
Scarlett Jennings: ??
"You... can see that thing?" Scarlett Jennings couldn't help but ask, her brow furrowed.
Samuel Chalmers turned to look at her, his expression eerie, those dark eyes deep, clearly asking—