Inside the house.
Du Wei picked up the Joker Card he had thrown to the ground.
Looking at his own image wearing a tailcoat on the card, at his feet, the evil wolf hidden in the shadows had already opened its gaping maw, ready to bite at any moment.
"It seems that if I use this Joker Card for gambling again, the Evil Spirit will make its move against me."
His voice was flat, but it revealed an indescribable weariness.
The first Joker Card he had obtained had always been a great help each time he used it.
But as he used it more and more, its hidden dangers began to quietly emerge.
Du Wei had two Joker Cards.
Each one contained a part of the Evil Spirit.
The one representing the gamble had reached a critical point.
That is to say,
if Du Wei used it one more time, the Evil Spirit would start to devour it, resulting in what Father Tony had once described.
Which is—becoming part of the Evil Spirit.
Quietly, he slipped the Joker Card into his wallet.
