An Jianyou's eyes widened, still shimmering with a faint blue glow as she took hesitant steps forward, fear still present.
It was like a mousetrap catching a big rat. Even if you wanted to grab it with your hand, fear would take hold, and Mysterious Evil was much scarier than a rat—ugly and frightening.
An Jianyou, the girl, wasn't very brave or fierce, but she had a certain tenacity in her bones.
Having persisted for so many years, she wasn't about to shrink back now. Despite looking almost frightened to tears, she continued to approach Mysterious Evil step by step.
Watering Mysterious Evil: I should be the one afraid, don't come any closer!
As An Jianyou got closer, the Buddhist amulets wrapped around her hand began to emit a faint light. When quality wasn't enough, quantity made up for it, especially since Watering Mysterious Evil was just a minor Mysterious Evil.
Immediately, a hissing sound emitted, and a faint smell of burning... a scorched stench became apparent.
