The palm lines stopped turning black. The unease that had lingered in Chen Ge's heart gradually faded, and he felt himself breathing more easily.
The shadow hadn't deceived him. Faced with life or death, he had made the right choice.
After the lines on Chen Ge's palm stopped turning black, the shadow's body gradually turned translucent. He had clearly been on the verge of taking solid form before.
"I still can't trust you."
Even after getting the better end of the deal, Chen Ge still wasn't about to let him off the hook. He had only one chance, and he intended to make good use of it.
The weakened shadow sprang up when he heard Chen Ge's words. He tried to fight for the doorknob again, only to end up with another nail lodged in the other side of his neck.
That was ruthless.
The Dark Shadow's features were too indistinct for anyone to make out his expression. After getting hurt twice, he no longer dared approach Chen Ge.
As the Original Ghost, the Dark Shadow could hardly believe he had been driven to this point by the person he was supposed to kill in his place.
Blood was about to swallow the Art Studio. Everything here would be buried beneath it. The Dark Shadow frantically waved his hands. If he didn't get out now, his soul would truly be destroyed!
"You're a cunning, cruel, and terrifying Vengeful Spirit, while I'm just an ordinary person. Our strength is worlds apart, so how am I supposed to trust you? I don't understand how the scapegoat ritual works, and I have no idea what it means for the lines on my palm to turn black. If you've done something to me, I wouldn't even be able to tell."
Chen Ge could feel