The Ghost Child fell back and his body started rapidly disappearing while crying out shrilly. When he returned to Madam Ji’s side, there was only a small part of him left. Just as he was about to completely disappeared, he looked towards Madam Ji, the murderous look in his eyes gone, replaced by a dependence and a reluctance to part.
As a complicated look surfaced on Madam Ji’s face, the Ghost Child went towards the floating small drum and grabbed it, then gave Madam Ji a smile that belonged only to babies, and with the smile on his face, his body gradually disappeared. Ashes to ashes…
"My baby… you also left me…" Madam Ji was momentarily stunned, then lifted her head to look at Su Ming walking over from the distance. There was no longer hatred in her eyes, only a cold desire for death.