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Chapter 318 Learning Something Bad From Hannah

Olivine Temple Square was shrouded in ominous clouds, making the sky even darker than before.

Suddenly, some individuals wearing kimonos began to scream in terror. It appeared as though they were witnessing something dreadful. Their faces were filled with panic, and some even fell to their knees, clutching their heads in distress.

Unseen by others, these individuals were confronted by apparitions of their ancestors, who appeared furious and resorted to physically punishing them.

“How could you forget the nation I tirelessly fought to protect?!”

“They killed your grandfather, and yet you still worship them as your ancestors!”

“I’ll need to give you a beating so you’ll remember why it hurt so much!”

Those individuals clad in kimonos and clogs were subjected to such severe beatings that their clogs went flying. They screamed and pleaded for mercy, consumed by terror.

Most people who did not see the ghosts were puzzled.

They didn’t know why, so they saw the different phases of lightning, thunder, rainbow, and sunset in the same frame, and saw several people kneeling begging for mercy with terrified faces, and they were even more frightened in their hearts.

“What happened…….”

“What is that red iron pillar they pulled out…”

“It’s so strange. As soon as the iron pillar was pulled down, a bolt of lightning struck down,”

“Could it be… Is what the little girl said earlier true? That today wasn’t an exhibition after all, but was a sacrificial ritual?” Someone voiced their doubts, uncertain about the reality of the situation.

However, some individuals were bleeding and crying, exclaiming, “Even if that’s the case, should we just forget about the dolls we destroyed?”

The ash dolls held a special place in their hearts, not to mention the significant monetary value associated with each doll. The thought of losing them was distressing and heartbreaking.

Even if it’s not worth five million like Quinnie’s Coco, it’s still worth one hundred and eighty thousand.

How could she not be responsible just because she was a sacrifice for the ritual?

While she was crying, she noticed Blake and the others emerging from the scene.

Blake held Lilly in his arms with Josh. Drake, the knowledge enthusiast, walked alongside them with a grave expression, his thoughts veiled and unknown.

Anthony was on the phone and caught snippets of conversation about “compensation.”

near the sacrificial shrine, he kicked it,

dolls and their owners cried even harder as

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and shouted, “Stop crying! I… I’ll pay for

the dolls because they were a

be

satchel. She

she could even enjoy it, and Lilly felt a tinge of sadness. in her

but find it funny, while Blake found Lilly incredibly adorable and could not

your money, your Uncle Anthony will compensate

Anthony froze.

you as my brother–in–law, but you

Lilly, “Don’t worry, your uncle is not only handsome and

handsome and rich Anthony

him but

but wonder if the event organizers had intentionally dressed them in kimonos of different

damages caused by

wanted to ensure that Lilly would not be burdened by it.

It’s just money.

Lilly’s ability to catch ghosts, Anthony couldn’t help but think that these doll enthusiasts would face the consequences they

stunned, while a few of them appeared to be

did not care about sacrifices and national

retrieve their compensation. They had already formulated plans beforehand. If the child’s parents refused to pay, they were prepared to escalate the

some time, Charlie arrived with the money and handed it over immediately. However, Quinnie

had just received a call from

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Friends were implicated in the theft of ashes for making dolls and were going

to realize that she had been sleeping in a room filled with such

and she

and expressed her sincere gratitude to Lilly in a solemn manner. She then

Finally, the deceptive doll exhibition, which had disguised itself as something else,

learned from his father that the event organizer behind the scenes had been detained for questioning, and it was uncertain how long the interrogation would last or if they

but had their dolls broken,

encountered car accidents on their way back, resulting in traumatizing experiences, although they

unsettled. The doors would inexplicably open during their

find the doll they had placed

their parents, begging them to ask about any possible connections and desperately seeking out

will. They searched, feeling like headless chickens, but their efforts only led to