Chapter73

He sprang up, scanning the area, but the dark figure lurking in the cemetery mist was already gone.
Panic surged in Jiang Che's heart. He couldn't help but dash a few steps in that direction, only to have Ya yank him back.
"If you charge over like this, won't you alert them? How do you expect to save anyone then?"
"If you make them cautious, they might just kill the hostage." With no one in sight around them, Ya would never let Jiang Che take off after the figure.
Her plan was to have Jiang Che clash with those spirits. Whatever kind of spirit lurked in the dark, it was nothing a human new to the dungeon could handle.
She knew that the hidden spirit was likely after her.
After all, Jiang Che's aura was concealed. Whenever Ya stood near him, her heartbeat would unconsciously accelerate since he'd put on the doctor's white coat.
He had hidden his human scent, disguised himself as a spirit—so long as he didn't provoke them, the spirits wouldn't bother him.
The lurking spirit probably saw her as prey and wanted to snatch her from Jiang Che's hands.
Ya was fully aware of what she was—prey.
So she was determined to get hold of that white coat of Jiang Che's—this idiot could be tricked with a few words into provoking the spirits, but she wouldn't be.
She wanted the hidden spirit to believe Jiang Che was fighting back because he was guarding his food, defending his prey.
The spirits wouldn't care about his coat; they had no need to mask their scent, nor did they need to disguise themselves as one another.
Once Jiang Che was dead, she'd strip that coat off him instantly and find somewhere to hide.
Jiang Che hesitated for a moment. Every word from Ya pierced right into the things he feared most.
Yes, he couldn't act on impulse.