"Her aura hasn't changed much, and her fingers aren't injured."
Wang Zhifan focused on perceiving the situation of this female player, discovering that she might not be the person he suspected, but it wasn't completely certain either.
"Forget it, I'll look into it later."
He thought for a moment, deciding not to take any further action, and for now, he'd pretend nothing had happened.
The situation indeed became quite calm afterward; no more ghosts appeared in the pitch-black carriage, and no players wandered around carelessly. Everyone sat quietly in their seats, seemingly beginning their sleep time.
"This works too."
