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The dense fog enveloped everything.
When Fang Zheng opened his eyes again, he and Maria had reappeared on the platform by the lake, and not far behind them, Eileen was staring at their figures in surprise.
"Wait, outsider… how did you suddenly… Madam Maria?!"
Witnessing Maria by Fang Zheng's side, Eileen's eyes widened in shock. Although the crow mask concealed her expression, the panic in her voice betrayed how shaken she was.
"How could you be here? What in the world is this…"
"Hello, Eileen, long time no see…"
Hearing Eileen's voice, Maria turned around and gave her a slight smile, while Fang Zheng's gaze shifted to the rocking chair beside Eileen. The chair no longer bore the figure of Master William, but instead, shriveled clothes and what looked like a pile of ashes.
"What's going on?"
