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... with glassy, unfocused eyes.
The old woman was carrying a dim oil lamp, its flame swaying hypnotically in the darkness. There was an ancient face behind her skull that was staring fixatedly at Ye Qing with murky eyes.
Crackle!
Suddenly, the oil lamp in the old woman’s hands crackled audibly and scattered a ton of sparks. Sparks burst out of the flame and bounced everywhere within the glass.
The spark flickered unnaturally like it was alive. In fact, a translucent ...
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