With a startled gasp, Chen Ru hastily took out the charm from his pocket and watched as the thin strip of ancient paper burst into small embers of black flames before turning into fine ash which soon dissipated into thin air.
A surge of emotions welled up inside Chen Ru's heart, and he desperately blinked back the tears that almost spilled out of his eyes. Father Song…! he cried out internally, his heart overflowing with gratitude. Thank you. Oh God, thank you so much for giving this to me!
Rui Shuren, on the other hand, appeared as though she had been struck by a massive blow as her limbs kept spasming and convulsing in eerily jerky movements. Her hair became a disheveled mess as she struggled to prop herself up, framing over her face messily. But the good news was, the eyes which glared at him had now regained their whites!
