Misfortune Test The Sincerity Of Friend

The symphony of dark and light spiraled together, moving faster and faster until a clear scene appeared before Lin Sanjiu's eyes. It was the same dank and old lane.

Lin Sanjiu could see the shopping basket she clumsily threw on the floor. Puppeteer was holding her in his hand.

His pallid face magnified several folds before her eyes. Puppeteer looked at the packet of chips in his hand. His brows were creased in a perplexed frown, and he had a dark, gloomy expression like dense clouds that blotted the sun in the winter. He seemed to be locked in his thoughts.

'He's finally here!'

Before Lin Sanjiu could get over the initial shock of almost getting eaten, she was overwhelmed by the mixed feelings of ecstasy and fear. If she still had a heartbeat, it must be jumping as fast as a galloping horse. But unfortunately, she only had a bag of air-dried internal organs.