664, It's all a misunderstanding

It was still the hotel.

Du Wei leaned against the window, smoking a cigarette as he gazed at the Dusk Bell Church opposite.

Next to him, Pennywise stood with a red balloon, the intermittently visible grimace on its face would terrify anyone who saw it to the point where their souls would nearly escape them.

However, those without the Spirit Vision were not able to see it.

At the moment, Pennywise's gaze was vacant.

The previous voluntary gambling game was sheer torture.

Win and get shot.

Lose and still get shot.

The problem was that winning or losing was futile; Du Wei simply didn't want the game to end so quickly and continued to torment Pennywise.

Um...

Definitely not because Pennywise had often sought death in the past, causing Du Wei to harbor a grudge at heart.

However.

After the relentless torment,

Du Wei finally let Pennywise go.

The latter, with utmost sincerity, conceded defeat wholeheartedly.

It lost everything to Du Wei.

And looking into its eyes again,