Wu Sheng sat next to Wu Jinpeng and kept crying as if he was making up for the tears that he had been holding in all these years. His small hands gripped Wu Jinpeng's clothes, and his face was scrunched up in pain. He wanted to say something, but his voice was overwhelmed by his crying.
"It's only a nightmare. Everything's fine now. I am here." Wu Jinpeng hugged Wu Sheng and patted him lightly on his back. The father and son embraced each other, and Chen Ge sighed in relief. He rubbed his knees and slowly walked out. When he pulled back the curtain, the black phone vibrated. Chen Ge took it out to read the latest message.
"You have completed 2/9 of the Ghost Fetus Trial Mission. The ghost fetus can no longer curse you through your voice. Red Specters' Favored, you do not have much time left!"
"A curse can be inflicted through my voice? Meaning he only needs to hear me speak to curse me? That is such a powerful ability!"
