Chapter 212: Asking for help

Maybe this was the hidden guilt Mu Jiang felt for his son Mu Jie and hence he was remembering him in his last moments..

Just as the ghostly hand was about to close around Mu Jiang's neck, a loud shriek pierced the air.

The ghost with a look of terror in his eyes, released his grip on Mu Jiang's throat and clutched his own hand in pain.

Confusion and relief washed over Mu Jiang as he looked up, trying to comprehend what had just happened.

His gaze fell to his pocket, where a bright light emanated.

Acting on instinct, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, folded piece of paper.

To his astonishment, it was a talisman—a protective charm that he had thrown away in frustration just today.

As he held the talisman in his trembling hand, he realized the unbelievable truth: his son, Mu Jie, must have secretly placed this protective charm in his pocket.