An earth-shaking explosion resounded when the robbers blew the vault off. The shockwave shattered all the nearby glass panels. At the same time, the door to the bank was pushed open. I called Yin Xinyue and asked her to hide.

We ran and hid behind a flower bed. I checked on her; she was rubbing her red wrist. The redness could be from the coiling force of the gun. “You shouldn’t act rashly. I don’t want to grow old alone.”

She put on a fake long face. “Grow old alone? You won’t get the chance.”

I felt touched and rubbed her wrist. “You can shoot?”

“I learned how to shoot when I acted in a movie. It was about a spy during wartime. Brother Zhang, what did you do to subdue that walking corpse?”

“A person’s glabella is where his soul rests. I just took a bit of my soul blood and fed it to that walking corpse. I wanted to use my soul energy to mess up with the magic technique the culprit was using to control that corpse. It uses the same principle...