My Human Identity Was Exposed by an Evil Spirit Wife

He looked around. There was only Ya here, and for a moment his evil intentions surged, wanting to deal with Jiang Che right then and there.

As for the cooperation Ya mentioned earlier, he hadn’t given it a second thought.

Jiang Che’s child by his side, he didn’t even glance at her.

But Jiang Che looked odd—besides holding the hand of a shabby little girl, he wore a blood-stained white coat, and had a string of revolting intestines hanging around his neck, yellow fat globules stuck to them, yet Jiang Che showed no intention of removing them.

If he wasn’t a hundred percent sure this guy was human, he’d have been terrified by the sight already.

He only sized him up for a moment before withdrawing his gaze; he intended to take care of Jiang Che right here, then use the bracelet to make his escape.

As for Ya?

Dealing with her was just an afterthought.

Ya wasn’t wrong—Wang Bing also didn’t really agree with the idea that the strong should go it alone; he thought true strength was in joining forces with other strong players.

But the one he wanted to join with wasn’t her.

"Daddy, is this your friend?" Tuantuan could feel the murderous intent radiating from Wang Bing; she stared coldly at him and stepped forward to stand in front of Jiang Che.

She was going to handle Wang Bing somewhere out of Jiang Che’s sight—couldn’t let Daddy think of her as a bad child.

No, she couldn’t let her prey see her as a ruthless killer!

Hmph!

As soon as Jiang Che felt fear, she’d kill him.

But she didn’t want that fear to come from anyone else—it had to be fear of her!

Wang Bing frowned at the girl blocking his path. She looked about seven or eight, her head reaching just to an adult’s waist.

She wore a slightly bloodstained white dress and hugged a brown teddy bear; shoulder-length short hair draped down, and aside from the blood, there wasn’t a scratch on her little face.

Ever since Tuantuan started following Jiang Che, she’d been subtly changing her appearance whenever he wasn’t paying attention.

First to go were those gaping jaws that could swallow a human head and those mouth corners that grinned all the way to her ears.

Now, she looked just like a perfectly ordinary human girl.

"Yep, Tuantuan, let me introduce you: this is Aunt Ya, and this is Uncle Wang Bing."

"You two, this is my daughter, Tuantuan." Jiang Che draped an arm around Tuantuan’s shoulder, pulling her to his side.

Ya was dumbfounded. She swore—when she claimed to have a daughter, she flat-out made it up.

She’d fabricated an enemy who kidnapped Jiang Che’s daughter, hoping Jiang Che would confront the evil spirit and die cluelessly.

Now there’s no sign of the enemy—only a little girl appearing out of nowhere claiming to be his daughter?

No, Ya felt her head pounding.

Jiang Che was only twenty, and this girl looked seven or eight—there was no way she could actually be his daughter.

As Ya thought it over, she suddenly realized something was off.

This time the dungeon was set in Red Mountain Mental Hospital; Red Pearl Mental Hospital no longer had children of this age. Whether rich or sick, there were no kids here that age.

So where did this child come from?

The child looked normal—appearance, everything, nothing unusual. Yet Ya kept feeling something wasn’t right about this girl.

She couldn’t be sure only people from Red Pearl Mental Hospital entered this dungeon; thanks to Red Mountain Mental Hospital’s Celestial Destiny Circle, lots of people had set up temporary shelters nearby—makeshift homes cobbled from scrap metal, resembling giant shipping containers.

Inside one temporary home, there’d be rows of beds packed with people.

So she couldn’t determine if this little girl was someone from outside Red Mountain Mental Hospital.

"Hehe, little one, close your eyes—Uncle’s got a gift for you," Wang Bing grinned savagely. He didn’t care if Jiang Che was her father; he was already picturing the girl’s eyes snapping open to find Jiang Che lying dead in a pool of blood.

Wang Bing’s intent to kill was laid bare—Ya was instantly alarmed.

She wasn’t especially skilled, but she was great at reading people.

Immediately, she sensed something was very wrong with Wang Bing’s smile.

She began backing away step by step, hoping to slip out before Wang Bing noticed.

She could strip Jiang Che’s corpse after he died; as for the skills, since she already knew how to get them, she’d look for another chance to scam the evil spirit.

But as soon as she moved back, her feet stuck to the floor, unable to lift.

Looking down, she saw fine spider silk crisscrossed over the floor, glinting translucently.

"Did I say you could leave?" Wang Bing turned his head slightly and shot Ya a glare.

Tuantuan also spotted the spider silk and grinned. "Uncle, it’s really rude to scatter your stuff around here~"

Wang Bing didn’t get what she meant, a bit bewildered.

"Uncle, you and Aunt Ya are helping Tuantuan and Daddy look for Mommy—Tuantuan’s so happy." She stretched her hands out toward Wang Bing. "Can Uncle give Tuantuan a hug?"

Jiang Che felt deeply relieved that after his daughter escaped from the bad guys, she could remain innocent and carefree, unaffected, without any trauma. So good~~

Otherwise, he’d blame himself for being an unfit father.

"Alright, let’s start with you then." Wang Bing sneered; the little girl had practically offered herself up. He wondered—if he killed Jiang Che’s daughter right in front of the lunatic, would that make the guy even crazier?

He licked his lips, curious about what a more deranged mental patient would be like—he hadn’t seen one yet~

The viewers watching the live broadcast had already sensed Wang Bing’s intentions—the murderous aura was too obvious,

[Jiang Che must be the only one who hasn’t noticed.]

[Is Wang Bing stupid? How could such an innocent, cute little girl exist in a dungeon? She’s obviously not normal!]

[Remember the three dungeon rules: Don’t trust cute little girls, don’t trust beautiful women, and don’t trust pitiful old folks.]

[I even thought Wang Bing would survive the dungeon and try to get himself a godfather, latch onto a big shot...]

[He started out strong with powers and a heavenly opening, but ended up like this...]

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Wang Bing scooped Tuantuan up from the floor. Compared to before, he was much stronger now. He could easily snap a little girl’s neck and kill her.

But almost immediately, he realized something was wrong—the girl’s arms wrapped tightly around his neck, so tight he could hear his spine cracking.

He tried crushing Tuantuan’s arm to twist it or force her off, but her arm felt as hard as stone.

Tuantuan hugged him and whispered softly in his ear,

"Looks like Uncle really is a bad guy~"

"Too bad, Tuantuan is a good child in front of Daddy."

"When Daddy’s not around, Tuantuan will take care of you then, okay? Be good!"