The Ghost King's abilities are not to be underestimated; he can briefly manifest a pair of hands to touch physical objects, but this greatly drains his power.
Uncle Tie's hands turn into a solid form as he begins dismantling the bomb.
Ghost Enforcer Uncle somehow followed behind him and came here, sighing at the side: "Aren't you afraid of turning to dust and smoke? You're using so much power, one exposure to sunlight outside and you might just drop dead."
Uncle Tie shrugged indifferently: "I've already died once."
"Seems like you're truly not afraid."
"If you tell me where my sister is before I turn to dust, maybe I might cherish my soul body more and not disappear so quickly."
"Your sister…"
Uncle Tie's ears perked up, yet he heard no continuation.
Ghost Enforcer Uncle teased him, then laughed heartily and floated away: "You think I would tell you? No way!"
"Bastard!" Uncle Tie cursed, and continued dismantling the bomb seriously.
