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At this mont, in a rented room located in a third-tier city a thousand miles away from Capital tropolitan.
A man held a knife with a noticeable nick in one hand, casually wiping the blade.
His hand moved chanically and without concern, but his eyes were constantly on the live stream’s chat ssages.
Initially, the screen was filled with calls for [Scarlett Jennings], the final guest, and when the young man appeared, the excitent hadn’t diminished before it spiked again with Scarlett Jennings appearing in the live stream to shower gifts.
The man couldn’t help but grin as he saw the screen filled with that na, [Scarlett Jennings], and let out a chuckling laugh from his throat,
"So popular, indeed."
He had killed so many people, yet no one knew his na.
If he killed this Scarlett Jennings, wouldn’t that make him instantly famous online?
When he first started killing, he was afraid of being discovered.
So he chose targets who were migrant workers, people whose sudden disappearance wouldn’t attract much attention.
After each murder, he disposed of the bodies well.
But as he killed more, he grew increasingly dissatisfied with hiding in the shadows.
He began to approach the police proactively, finding a thrill in watching them chase their tails after his ’troublemaking’.
But that thrill wasn’t enough.
He wanted the whole world to see him.
Especially after hearing that many foreigners had a particular fascination with serial killers, it only solidified his intent.
To beco famous, the quickest way was to kill another famous person.
"Scarlett Jennings, you’re the one."
Although he knew she belonged to the Mystical Sect, from those fragnted old videos he watched online.
They seed just like so fancy magic for ghost sightings, wind-raising, or rainmaking.
They might work on ghosts, but they were useless against humans, especially evil humans.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this target was the most suitable one. He imdiately ordered a plane ticket online, planning to attend the lecture in three days, presenting a shocking and bloody performance for the nationwide online audience!
Excited with his own thoughts, he failed to notice the ten or so Shadow Souls standing behind him, their gazes fixated on him.
So had died years ago, others recently, but perhaps due to the imnse fear they experienced before death and the heavy Evil Qi of the killer himself, despite wanting revenge, they couldn’t do anything but linger around him.
Add to that the resentnt that couldn’t dissipate, their inability to reincarnate day after day, their soul bodies grew numb.
But among these numbed ghost spirits, there was a new ghost, whose originally sinister and deadpan expression slightly changed upon hearing the man’s ntion of "Scarlett Jennings".
Its ghostly eyes opened wide slowly, first filled with anger.
Angry that soone dared to target Scarlett and intended to harm her.
Then, gradually, it loosened up.
Although this man was terrifying, her girl, specializing in dealing with evil n and ghosts, considered this man nothing more than a clown.
Realizing this, the new ghost looked again at the man’s back and slowly curled into a grin.
Her smile was sowhat schadenfreude, but as a newly ford ghost not yet adept at controlling her expressions, it ca off as increasingly sinister and terrifying...
*
Three days later, in Capital tropolitan.
The Qingyun Plan promotional lecture, proposed and executed by Donovan Jennings, was held as scheduled.
At Ashton Todd’s request, a stand-up poster of two people was placed outside the lecture venue.
The poster adopted a Taoist style, in black and white, one Yin, one Yang.
Scarlett Jennings’ figure was replaced by a shadow, the black shadow occupying more than half of the poster. Although there was no clear photograph, anyone familiar with Scarlett Jennings could recognize her by the mantra gesture and the side shadow photo.
Ashton Todd on the Yang side was captured clearly, every pore ticulously edited, yet all attention was instantly drawn to Scarlett Jennings’ shadow.
Stella Gibson, as she entered with Greta and Olivia Xalvadora, comnted on the poster,
"Scarlett doesn’t like this kind of thing, this poster must have been Ashton’s demand."
She sighed,
"I don’t even know what he plans to talk about later. If he accidentally spills about being tricked into Myan North and needing his ntors to rescue him, the Taoism Academy’s reputation would be ruined."
She couldn’t help but remind Olivia Xalvadora beside her,
"Olivia, you can listen to Brother Ashton’s content later, but don’t take it all in, just casually. Sister Scarlett’s part you should pay attention to."
Olivia Xalvadora knew both of them because she had spent the past years at the orphanage where Ashton Todd once stayed, and at that orphanage, Ashton Todd was sothing of a "celebrity".
But that didn’t prevent her from being obedient, nodding with a smile, "Got it."
Over the past two years, Greta, as her sponsor, occasionally donated money to the orphanage and would bring necessities to visit her.
Olivia Xalvadora had moved past the shadows of her mother and grandmother’s murder and had regained so of the liveliness that a little girl should have.
The director, aware of her past, always took great care of her; and knowing Greta’s special nature, she wasn’t afraid but instead, every ti she would remind him to take good care of himself like an elder.
Olivia Xalvadora had asked to attend this lecture herself.
Knowing that ordinary kids could learn Taoist magic through affiliated academies, she decided to pursue this path in the future.
Perhaps due to her past experiences, she wasn’t repelled by these things and was even quite interested.
More importantly, her sponsor was the Undying Bone.
She was young now, relying on him for protection and support.
But one day, she would grow up, and then it would be her turn to protect Greta.
Since it was an event jointly held by the Security Bureau and the Taoism Academy, many students from the Taoism Academy were present to maintain order.
Because of Dashiell’s program promotion, many netizens knew they could see Scarlett Jennings here today, and those living both in and out of Capital tropolitan tried to make their way over.
This resulted in a rather large crowd attending.
Additionally, quite a few people from the Mystical Sect were there to support Donovan Jennings and Scarlett Jennings, though it was just a lecture, the attendees weren’t just any people.
As such, all eyes were imdiately drawn to a special audience mber queuing to enter through the gates.
Not only did the Mystical Sect mbers notice him, but Olivia Xalvadora did as well.
Having witnessed her father turn into an Evil Ghost and devour her mother, Olivia had been able to see things ordinary from then on.
Like now.
She imdiately spotted the man exuding a dangerous aura in the crowd, along with the "things" trailing him, and couldn’t help but be curious—
This uncle is so strange,
Why is he bringing so many ghosts to attend a lecture??
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