As they say, ignorance is bliss.
Hilary's thirst for knowledge obviously brought considerable psychological pressure upon her.
To the point that when Fu Qian offered the doll again, she seemed too weak to accept it.
Fu Qian didn't insist, understandingly placing it back in its original position.
A stranger bringing a doll identical to oneself is bizarre enough, and the purpose, as it turns out, is to use one's flesh to make another new one.
Even believers find it hard to remain unshaken.
"So... you came to kill me?"
Her eyes involuntarily followed the doll, and after a moment of silence, Hilary returned to her senses and slowly asked Fu Qian.
Perhaps it was the power of faith finally at play, but after the initial shock, she neither fled nor struck first.
"That depends on the situation."
Fu Qian didn't offer meaningless comfort but rather thought seriously for a moment.
"Because there are four of such tools, theoretically speaking, I can also try selecting other targets."
