The moment the cauldron opened, Yang Ze was blinded by the golden radiance that, in his eyes, turned the entire basement golden. The middle-aged woman tied at the corner of the room only saw her 'doppleganger' rubbing her hands in excitement while staring blankly at the air.
By now, she was used to her acting this way, attributing it to some kind of mental illness. Needless to say, her fear of Yang Ze only increased. She didn't know why she was still alive and what her 'doppleganger' had planned for her.
"Please be something good." Yang Ze didn't have time to pay attention to anything else. Ignoring the occasional shivering of the middle-aged woman tied at the corner, his focus was on the blinding golden light that was slowly reducing in intensity. He couldn't help but pray in his heart. The last two items he got from the cauldron were heaven-defying in nature. This made him even more excited and expectant for what he was going to get this time.
