"Thanks for the invite, I'm in New York, just got off the plane." Du Wei realized he had traveled through time. Having no choice, he had to resume his old trade and opened a psychological consultation clinic, but the patients seeking psychological advice were all a bit strange... Note: This book is set in the Soul Summoning Universe.
"Reflection... It's actually a reflection!!!!"
The Evil Spirit Du Wei looked at his own body, at his hands, his voice extremely cold, carrying suppressed rage that could not be contained.
The temperature around plummeted straight down.
Pennywise and those counterfeit Evil Spirits all involuntarily took a step back.
The sense of oppression was intensely strong...
The Evil Spirit Du Wei stared at himself in the mirror, falling into a rare silence.
At that moment.
Hannibal, too, clutching a surgical knife, pounced in front of the Evil Spirit Du Wei; he targeted Du Wei's armpit from a tricky angle.
If he struck true, it would destroy his heart.
Being crushed twice in succession was tantamount to being killed.
Hannibal had lost some control.
What humiliated him most was that, from beginning to end, the man in front of him had never looked back at him, treating the act of killing him with a casualness, an indifference, as if swatting a fly.