Du Wei slowly placed his right hand onto the antique clock.
During this process, everything was calm.
The house was very quiet.
The Annabelle doll hanging next to the antique clock also stayed quietly in its display case, motionless, indistinguishable from an ordinary doll except for being a bit uglier.
But...
Just when Du Wei was about to activate the Marking Ability, his right hand, which should not have felt any pain, suddenly experienced an intense burning sensation.
The patterns on the back of his right hand, resembling clock hands, suddenly became extremely hot.
It was as if touched by a red-hot iron.
Du Wei drew a sharp breath and immediately shook his hand free.
"Hiss..."
His entire right hand was pale as a corpse, yet the pattern of hands deepened considerably.
From dull to black.
"I actually can't mark you?"
Du Wei's pupils shrank slightly, his tone carrying a rare hint of shock.
He looked at the antique clock with growing puzzlement.
