Summoning Wind Chime, Continuing to Bamboozle

A few blood-stained coins rolled across the floor, shimmering faintly with a bloody aura.

In Ji Yan's eyes there was nothing unusual, but in the eyes of Blood Shadow Wedding Dress and Spirit of the Pen, the bloodstains on those pieces of [Curse copper coin] were flowing vividly, as if greedy hands had firmly grabbed their eyeballs...

Ji Yan held the [Cursed Grudge Brush] in one hand and gripped the [Oil Paper Joy Umbrella] in the other.

Yet even while holding the manifestations of their lingering grudges, he still couldn't make them go back...

The privilege of [Forced Bribe] was simply too terrifying!

"Kill your master."

"Seize her true body and bring it over. I'll be your new master, and these copper coins will be limitless. How does that condition sound?"

J stood on the other side of the door, his words sounding like sharp blades, further tearing apart the two ghouls' resistance.

Within the game panel prompted for Ji Yan, the favorability ratings coming from the two ghouls plummeted rapidly.

Immediately following, Spirit of the Pen turned her head first.

Ji Yan saw Spirit of the Pen's face wrapped in white bandages, and before he could make a sound, she raised her dead-white hand and next stabbed straight toward his glabella!

Ji Yan was just about to fish out the [Nightmare Brick] to give Spirit of the Pen a dose of deep-sleep persuasion.

Suddenly her pale hand was grabbed by a hand painted with bright red nails—

Blood Shadow Wedding Dress furrowed her brow while resisting the effects of [Forced Bribe], staring chillingly at Spirit of the Pen, her red lips curving in mockery: "A sick weakling is a sick weakling after all; her mental fortitude is inferior to mine."

"A few copper coins, and she betrays her own