Later, she frequently saw the shadow of that old lady she had seen in the funeral home again. She pretended to remain calm just so he wouldn't worry.
She quietly stroked the blood-red relic in her hand. Watching those shadows always moving around her now drifting toward the balcony, their eyes fixed on it and showing fear, she couldn't help but laugh: "Are you afraid of it?"
The shadows remained silent, but their blood-red eyes stared at her with a mix of shock and anger.
Seeing this, Ye Ning suddenly felt jubilant, and found a string in the drawer, threaded it through the relic, and hung it around her neck: "Relax, even if I lose my eyes, they won't fall into the hands of you evil spirits. Something belonging to the Yan Family is not what you can take as you please!"
She jumped up from her chair and strode confidently out the door.
The remaining floating shadows saw this and were enveloped in a ghastly aura!
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