After leaving the church.
Du Wei drove down the main street.
From the Joker Card to coins, then to dice.
The strange items on his person grew increasingly numerous.
And all these things bore odd side effects.
Of course.
This was of little concern to Du Wei.
All the items revolved around the Masked Evil Spirit - the Shadow, forming Du Wei's trump card.
As long as the Shadow could withstand it.
All the side effects would fall on it.
But...
If the Shadow were to die from this one day, Du Wei's trump card would be wasted by a large part.
Just by himself, he simply couldn't bear those side effects.
Take the Joker Card, for example, Du Wei hardly dared to make a wish without donning the mask and wrapping himself in the Shadow's shell.
Not to mention the coin.
Haunted by bad luck, he might even stumble while walking, or worse, stumble to his death.
But the Shadow did its duty and bore all of it.
As the groveling Envelope said, it could take a lot.
