The butcher seemed to have thought of something, and a strange look flashed across his face, but it was definitely not guilt: "Anna can't die, so I must vent my anger on the children. Besides the children, who else can let me vent my anger unconditionally by hitting and kicking?"
He grabbed Anna's head fiercely, the knife was upright on the ground, its tip pointed at Anna's wide, terrified eyes.
"Ahhh!"
Josh withdrew his gaze and asked, "You'd rather kill your own children than let Anna die, why?"
The butcher sneered: "I've already said it, because I love her. Our pure, flawless love is something you outsiders will never understand!"
Josh nodded, his eyes moving back and forth between the butcher and Anna, "Alright, I understand now."
She withdrew from the Dream Realm, and the three returned to the butcher's shop.
Three uninvited guests were fighting fiercely with the Flower Selling Ghost.
Seeing Josh and the others suddenly appear out of thin air, everyone was stunned.
