Adrian responded casually, "It’s just a ghost playing tricks."

The woman in the white nightgown became even more nervous upon learning this. As she fled, she had been stumbled a few times, so her nightgown was now dirty. With a frightened expression, she sat down on a nearby chair.

The incident in the lower deck spread quickly among all the passengers, and over five hundred people gathered in the lower deck hall. Even the previously impatient leader of the lower deck crew came out of his room, accompanied by more than a dozen other crew members.

The crew members looked deathly anxious. After some investigation, they confirmed that there was indeed a ghost. They hadn’t believed Alfie’s group’s story earlier, but now at least dozens had seen the floating woman's head. Even if they didn't want to admit it, there was no way around it.

A person clad in a white uniform, the one who came to Adrian’s room earlier, approached Adrian. "Your name’s Adrian, right? You drove away the ghost earl