"Looks like the sacrifices weren't enough. This 'kindling' is about to burn out!"
The Black Shadow cackled sinisterly, a hint of dissatisfaction in its eyes.
The offerings he required were still far from enough.
Only with more offerings could he restore more of his power.
In this dark corner, the Black Shadow's eerie cackle echoed, as if it had traveled from the very depths of hell.
His eyes, like two balls of burning spectral fire, flickered in the darkness, radiating greed and dissatisfaction.
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By now, Fang Yue had already led Lin Wan'Er and her servant out of the cellar.
'He's not home. Where could that old man have gone so late at night?' As soon as they were out, Fang Yue discovered the house was empty.
Fang Yue's brow furrowed, and he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.
"What is it? Is something wrong?" Lin Wan'Er asked, noticing the strange look on Fang Yue's face.
