Outside the villa.
Du Wei stood in the rain, his clothes already drenched.
His hair appeared slightly disheveled, and his complexion pallid due to the temperature.
In front of him,
stood the increasingly blurry figure of the Evil Spirit Du Wei.
After a long while,
Du Wei broke the silence first, "As for so-called dead-ends, I've encountered too many, but every time, I am the winner."
The Evil Spirit Du Wei spoke calmly, "You are just playing with your life. Even without the crises I bring upon you, you wouldn't be able to keep this up. Sooner or later, you'll die at the hands of an evil spirit."
Du Wei nodded, "I realized this a long time ago."
The Evil Spirit Du Wei gave a slight smile, "During the days I was trapped in the Mirror World, it seems you've discovered new power? Is it the Evil Spirit Transformation ability, or something else?"
Du Wei smiled back, "Of course, it's an ability."
