Red and white celebratory items were piled together, and as the sky filled with fluttering ancestor money, everyone's heart trembled, feeling uneasy and anxious even under the broad daylight.
"Boom——"
Fuel leaked from the tank, and in moments, a whoosh of flames erupted, engulfing the car in fire.
The smell of gasoline permeated the air, and the surprisingly high temperature of the blaze could be felt even several meters away, causing discomfort and oppressive heat.
The onlookers felt the heat wave hit them and repeatedly stepped back several paces.
"..."
Caroline Edwin's eyes were calm as still water, unstartled, her eyelashes fluttering slightly as she stared at the roaring flames, keenly sensing a thick evil presence lingering within the car.
The unmanned car that aimed straight for Violette Jules must have been because a warlock was controlling a ghost, deliberately causing mischief from behind the scenes.
"Let's go."
