The bewitching power from Hellwater emanated once again, enveloping the surroundings with layers of mist that obscured clarity.
This time, however, Mr. Su Bai noticed that despite the trembling of Lucky in his arms, it was evidently exercising self-restraint, at least not struggling desperately as before, even to the point of risking a broken tail.
Mr. Su Bai's gaze began to wander. In truth, he was well aware that if Dark Litchi was unwilling to show herself, finding that gravestone wouldn't make much of a difference.
It was like asking a friend for a loan on WeChat when you're short on cash—if the message is sent and they take their time to reply, there's really no need to continue calling or sending reminders.
Because sometimes, silence is itself an attitude.
