The woman was beautiful, yet she gave off an exceptionally warm feeling. For some reason, whenever people saw her, it was as if the fear in their hearts was dispelled.
"Is this the so-called Evil Spirit Hotel you painstakingly created? In the end, it really is this utterly pathetic."
The woman said helplessly, "These things are the last line of defense. Only their existence can bring people a trace of warmth."
"Haha, stop putting on an act. Do you think I don't know who you are?" the voice said disdainfully. "You created the Spirit Realm, exiled so many people there, and then had them fight the evil spirits among themselves. In the end, you're the biggest culprit of all!"
Upon hearing this, everyone around them turned angry looks toward the woman.
"So you caused all this."
"You're the master of the Spirit Realm!"
"So that's what happened!"
"You bastard! Do you know how many people you've killed?"
The crowd was furious, wishing they could tear her apart and devour her. Yet the Mysterious Woman's expression did not change. She merely said, "I'm not the master of the Spirit Realm, but I was indeed responsible for bringing them there. I have no intention of denying my sins."
"The Evil Spirit Hotel is the only thing I have to atone for my sins. Are you going to destroy it too?"
"That's right. I'm going to destroy everything you possess!" a voice said coldly.
"Hmph. I'm afraid what you're doing isn't truly your own intention," the Mysterious Woman said with a smile.
"Well said. It seems you know quite a bit." The figure that had been speaking from within the Hundred Ghosts Night Parade finally walked out slowly. It was a short, bald old man who looked rather comical.
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