Amelia felt like she was about to break down and started crying. Alex hugged her and kept comforting her. "Don't cry. It's not your fault. Your master often told you not to read fortunes casually. None of us expected something to suddenly happen to the old lady…"
Amelia choked and said, "But I clearly felt that something was wrong…"
The cowardly ghost floated to the side, his heart aching. "Baby, don't be like this. It's not your fault. It's really not your fault." He ignored Alex and leaned closer to hug Amelia. "Be good. Don't cry. Brother's heart will ache."
Amelia's tears fell, and she was flustered. Although she was the King of Hell, she could not control a person's life now. She had understood the principle of life and death a long time ago, so she watched her mother leave and say goodbye to her mother. If her grandmother's life really came to this point… The more Amelia thought about it, the more afraid she became. She cried uncontrollably.
