Under Mason's astonished gaze, Jett walked over to the doorway.
Before even entering, he could hear the chaotic sounds coming from inside, as if a group of ghosts were conspiring about something.
"Is anyone in there?"
Jett politely knocked on the door, and the sounds inside instantly ceased.
"My daughter hasn't woken up since the incident, so there's no need to knock."
Mason quickly explained.
"Be quiet. I'm not knocking for your daughter to hear; I'm being polite before taking action."
After speaking, Jett maintained a calm expression and continued knocking, but still, no one opened the door.
He nodded, deciding that politeness was no longer necessary.
With controlled force, he kicked the door open. Upon entering, just as before, a group of ghosts gathered together, staring at him without blinking.
"Let me ask you a question. What attracts you to this little girl?"
Jett was more curious about what attraction the little girl had, drawing so many ghosts to her.
There were dozens of ghosts in the room, the weakest of which were resentful spirits, and even a few evil ghosts mixed among them. Logically, the little girl must have something special about her.
"Human, I'll give you a chance to get out of here."
A peak-level resentful spirit stepped forward, its face green and fangs bared, with resent lingering around it, looking ready to attack at the slightest provocation.
"Out!"
With that single word, the previously arrogant ghost was instantly thrown out by an invisible force, its originally solid form becoming blurred.
Seeing this, Jett was quite satisfied with his ability "words manifesting as law". If he could easily handle a peak-level resentful spirit, dealing with ordinary evil ghosts should not be a big problem, though it would be mentally taxing.
The other ghosts fell silent upon witnessing this.
They couldn't believe that this human before them was so terrifying, able to knock a peak-level resentful spirit flying with just one word.
"Die!"
At this moment, an evil ghost suddenly emerged from the shadows in the corner, its hands transforming into sharp claws and directly grabbing Jett's back.
The sounds of cloth being torn echoed several times.
After doing this, the evil ghost lifted its hands and looked at them, discovering that its claws had been worn down.
Looking up, it saw that aside from the torn clothes, Jett's back was completely unharmed, with a smooth back exposed to the air without even a white mark.
The next second, a palm shadow flashed, and the evil ghost instantly vanished into thin air.
"This is my only piece of clothing. How am I going to wear it now that you've torn it?"
Jett once again felt deep doubt about his ability to avoid danger. Did this thing really work?
Why hadn't it been triggered once so far? He hadn't been injured by any powerful boss, but instead, he had been affected by these weaklings one after another.
Seeing the tragic death of the evil ghost, the ghosts in the room who had wanted to make a move fell silent, standing upright like well-behaved children.
Everything indicated that this human before them was not to be trifled with.
Since they couldn't afford to mess with him, they might as well admit defeat.
"Could we talk now?"
Jett turned around, his face expressionless as his gaze swept over them. The ghosts didn't even dare to breathe heavily, fearing that a slap would send their souls flying.
"Alright, now who could tell me why this girl attracts you all here?"
Jett sat on a chair, his legs crossed as he calmly looked at the group of ghosts.
At this point, Mason had come to the doorway, cautiously peeking inside. He found Jett quietly leaning against the chair.
The next second, his whole body froze. He saw the ghosts revealing their true forms clearly, frightening him so much that his legs trembled uncontrollably, and he covered his mouth, unable to speak.
"Come in. These ghosts are the culprits behind your daughter's coma. Ask whatever you want to know."
Jett noticed Mason's arrival and thought it would be better for him to ask the questions.
"Ah!"
Mason looked terrified, not knowing what to say for a moment.
He had been in business for decades and had seen countless major scenes, but he had never seen such a spectacle.
"Don't you want to save your daughter? Ask them directly now. They won't dare to lie."
Mason glanced at his still-sleeping daughter and suddenly found the courage. He tried to steady his legs and walked over to the group of ghosts.
Looking at the ghosts who lowered their heads and didn't dare to speak, he felt like he was scolding his subordinates.
"Why... did you harm my daughter?"
Mason adopted an authoritative tone, scolding the group of ghosts.
"No, we didn't harm your daughter. It's mainly because the scent on your daughter is so attractive that we subconsciously want to approach her."
"Yes, if we really wanted to harm your daughter, she would have been dead long ago, instead of still being alive now."
"Really, I swear it's true. That feeling is like being addicted to drugs; we couldn't resist it."
"..."
The ghosts explained one after another, not daring to hide anything.
Mason didn't know what to do for a moment and could only turn to look at Jett.
"Bianca, go and try to figure out what's happening."
Since the ghosts said so, it would be enough to let another ghost try it out directly.
Bianca revealed her true form, surprising Mason.
"She is..."
"My secretary."
"..."
Experts were experts. Even their secretaries were such beautiful female ghosts. Mason was very impressed.
Bianca approached the little girl, leaned down, and sniffed. Her eyebrows furrowed.
The ghosts originally thought that this female ghost would reveal a pleased expression like them, but they were stunned. Why were they addicted, while she seemed to be disgusted?
"Sir, there is indeed something special. The scent is similar to the black mist you mentioned, but the quality is much worse."
Jett initially thought that the ghosts were lying to him when he saw Bianca's reaction, thinking that she had become addicted to high-quality stuff and looked down on the low-quality ones.
"Expert, please help my daughter."
Mason was clever enough to know that if his daughter's constitution wasn't changed, his family would never know peace again. Therefore, he quickly begged Jett for help.
Unfortunately, Jett was powerless. He was only responsible for exorcising ghosts and didn't know how to change constitutions.
"Sir, these ghosts probably won't dare to kill her."
Bianca suddenly spoke up beside him.
"Why?" Jett looked puzzled. Not wanting to kill and not daring to kill were two different things.
Bianca looked at the little girl with a serious expression and said, "It might be due to her special constitution. This little girl's soul power is very strong and is growing rapidly. If she dies, such a massive amount of soul power will surely make her become a very powerful ghost."
Jett was somewhat surprised. This was quite a unique situation where ghosts were afraid to kill a human, fearing that the human would become a more powerful ghost than them if they did.
"My daughter couldn't keep sleeping like this. The doctor said before that if this continues, she won't be able to endure it for much longer. She's just a child, after all."
Mason's face was filled with despair. Although his daughter wouldn't be harmed by ghosts, continuing like this would still lead to her demise.
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